More Than I Ask For

A pot of gold, a cherub whit his arrows Missing the target, shot after shot Wearing down your bow Gimme more than what that I ask for Gimme more than what that I ask for Hearts are spinning round and round in your head Little more salt, little more sea Less lead Gimme more than what that I ask for Gimme more than what that I ask for Oh haven't you learned Putting on the heat, heat is the answer Oh haven't you heard kissing my feet, feet Won't take away the pressure Too much pressure Too much pressure A little more pressure Too much pressure My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my (Just admit you don't know what to do with me) My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my (Just admit it, you don't know what to do with me) It's not a matter of turning love into lust But if it must Then we'll be left with dust And nothing more than two bodies Catching cold from lack of loving With no pulse beating With no pulse breathing Oh isn't it a pity that am I unable to grow up Oh a little less pretty is the woman who isn't made up Oh how can I be natural in such a state of frenzy Oh please, oh please stop asking so much when you've just met me A pot of gold, a cherub whit his arrows Missing the target, shot after shot Wearing down your bow Gimme more than what that I ask for Gimme more than what that I ask for Hearts are spinning round and round in your head Little more salt, little more sea Less lead Gimme more than what that I ask for Gimme more than what that I ask for It's not a matter of turning love into lust But if it must Then we'll be left with dust And nothing more than two bodies Catching cold from lack of loving With no pulse beating With no pulse breathing It's not a matter of turning love into lust But if it must Then we'll be left with dust And nothing more than two bodies Catching cold from lack of loving With no pulse beating With no pulse breathing