On One Hand I Count The Reasons I Could Stay With You and Hold You Close To Me, All Night Long. so Many Lover's Games I Could Play With You and On That Hand I See No Reason Why It's Wrong
chorus but On The Other Hand, There's A Golden Band to Remind Of Someone Who Would Not Understand on One Hand I Could Stay And Be Your Loving Man but The Reason I Must Go Is On The Other Hand
in Your Arms I Feel The Passion, I Thought Had Died when I Looked Into Your Eyes I Found Myself when I First Kissed Your Lips I Felt So Alive i've Got To Hand It To You Girl, You're Something Else