All this time, walking around
Pretending it´s over
And that now, it´s clear to see
Got no need to hold her
I think about her compulsively
My friends asking me
Why, the commotion about her, man
Still contemplating on how this good relationship was leading us nowhere
And unexpectedly, as I tried to make it she said baby don´t bother
If it´s a dream coming through being free, they asking me falteringly
Why, the commotion about her, man
Well it´s been so long and all this time I can feel the pressure
Getting stronger since I can no longer reach out and touch her
You know I´m hangin on
You know I´m not that strong
Since I fell for you
I´m wondering baby, what can a poor man do
Why the commotion about her, man
Why the commotion about her then
