Woodson

We cannot work out what has to be said An image painted black in the back of my head It came so clear last night You showed me that your words mean more than actions do And I was listening to you Someone is listening, oh yeah That someone is you You build me up You break me down again And I take it You build me up You break me down An image painted black in the back of my head It came so clear last night You showed me that your words mean more than actions do And I was listening to you Someone is listening, oh yeah That someone is you You build me up You break me down again And I take it You build me up You break me down, okay Build me up Break me down Break me down Break me down If this night If this kiss Were something real If this night If this kiss Were something real, real