(Brian Neary)
I think there are people who need to be loved
Lonely and hiding the light from their eyes
Still too afraid to light up the night
Too lonely to come out of hiding
Well I've seen you with the young girls
They come when you call
They make love so easy
They don't love at all
You want me to come running
When your world's falling in
You want me till you got me
Then you're gone again
And your passion comes so easy
Then you ease away from me
Cause the last time you loved was the first time you ever cried
It was the first time you ever really loved
It's the last time you ever tried
Your defenses become you, now you become them
It's one night on the weekend
Then you're gone again
Well I'm tears and I'm passion and there's a woman in me
Stop all your runnin' and I'll set you free
And I stand before you naked, and my soul is on my sleeve
And the last time you loved was the first time you ever cried