Words and Music by Gary Barlow, Mark Owen and Robert Peter Williams
c 1994 EMI Virgin Music Ltd, London
Sure so sure, sure, so sure.
Need you so much. Sure, so sure, so sure.
I'm sittin' here writing to my lover,
last time we met I wasn't so sure,
now I'm hoping, maybe dreaming for a life as one.
When she reads this I'm hoping she'll call,
but I need more, much more than before.
I need positive reactions whenever I'm down.
But I'm sure, so sue, it's heaven knocking at my door.
Sure, so sure so baby come on inside,
need you so much, more and more each time we touch.
Sure so sure that it's sweet love I've found.
It's not a game, so don't play hard to get,
there's no connections holding us down.
Isn't it a shame that it never happened,
though still here we are the second time 'round.
It's gotta be social, compatible, sexual,
irresistable, it's gotta me right for life.
But I'm sure, so sure, it's heaven knocking at my door.
Sure, so sure so baby come on inside, need you so much,
more and more each time we touch.
Sure so sure that it's sweet love I've found.
Hold-in', squeez-in', touch-in', teas'in',
want-in', wish-in', wait-in', think-in of your love yeah, yeah.
It's gotta be Blind-in', groov-in', feel it, move it,
find-in', breath-in', brac-in', breed-in' with you girl.
It's gotta be social, compatible, sexual, irresistable.
It's gotta be right for life.
Sure, so sure, sure, so sure.
Need you so much. Sure, so sure, so sure.p
Repeat above 2 lines.
judy ewbank
ewbank@inreach.com
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