Once I was hailed as a prodigal son. In other words, loved by everyone. Now it's so different: wherever I go, nobody wants to know. Tried having meet… - Gilbert O'Sullivan

From the looks you're giving me
I can tell, as well see
if I've done something you think's wrong:
no words need be conveyed.
Then again, when we embrace,
from the look that's on your face
if heaven is a place on earth
right here is where it's been.

That's the kind of love I...
That's the kind of love I...
That's the kind of love I need

Clair, the moment I met you
I swear, I felt as if something somewhere
had happened to me
which I couldn't see
And then, the moment I met you again,
I knew in my heart that we were friends,
it had to be so
it couldn't be no
But try as hard as I might do, I don't know why
you get to me in a way I can't describe.
Words mean so little when you look up and smile.