Yes, it must be this way,
every little thing that happens makes sense,
otherwise you wouldn't be here
making me breathe the wind.
Yes, it must be this way,
a heart is everything we need,
otherwise you wouldn't be here
making me breathe love.
Everyone is searching for solving
screaming and hoping a doctor will come,
but what we need is not a pill.
Didn't you learn a thing
while you were with me?
Yes, it must be this way,
every little thing that happens makes sense,
otherwise you wouldn't be here
and I wouldn't waste my time with you.
Everybody watches television
waiting to cry to arouse compassion,
but you won't find answers in that box,
just women wearing masks and fools like me.
Yes, you must admit things go this way,
a heart is everything we have,
so come on, come here,
ask me to make love,
ask me to make love,
ask me to make love.