Love Theme from Santo Gold

He can hear you laughing right through the door
 I will draw the curtains, I'm funny that way
 Stop the car, I'll beat it out of you
 Cliche on a reference, it feels so good
 No, I won't be sold till I see her face
 We got so involved, we couldn't hear a thing
 And if you're sitting next to us, you'll want to move away
 Cause when it goes, it goes
 But while you're here you don't know how I love it
 I'm at the bottom I won't admit it
 I've lost my senses
 All my possessions
 I've lost the good stuff
 I will be sorry
 I've lost the good stuff
 I will be sorry
 You get behind me
 You get above me
 Without your whispers
 Without your kisses
 I am a cipher
 I am a cipher
 You light the pilot
 You make the metaphor come true
 There's too much time to think