I look at you and I say to myself, "What more could I want if I had you?" But I wouldn't dare to speak it out loud; I stand and I stare, my head in a cloud. *I look at you and I say to my heart, "What chance would I have, why let the fire start?" I long to know the thrill of your sweet embrace; Yet when we're face to face, I just look at you (Instrumental interlude and pick up at *.) I look at you and I say to my heart, "What chance would I have, why let the fire start?" I long to know the thrill of your sweet embrace; Yet when we're face to face, I just look at you.