You've been feeling lonely
think I got the antidote
I'm not talking drugs
it's late I need to make it home
I would tell you that I'm up
But I know you know
Am I not enough?
Am I asking for too much?
If I open up
Is it love or is it lust?
Met you in the city
underneath an orange moon
If your mother wasn't home
We could've used the room
I'm ashamed of my sedan
But it will have to do
You don't know my story
But let's skip to chapter two
(Am I not enough?
Am I asking for too much?
Are we not in love?
When we touch I come undone)
Am I not enough?
Am I asking for too much?
If I open up
Is it love or is it lust?
