In a Funk

Call me anticipation, call me out of line
But I’ve got a hotel reservation in
the name of ‘Valentine’
In the place where we vacation and
we walked across the beach
I felt your breath against my
neck, as the waves caressed our feet

Heaven knows if you promise not to go
I will pay you back in kind
I don’t want to be alone
I’m alive, so alive

Call me animation, call me assinine
But I’m in a desperate situation
With a mask to hide behind
The affect on our relations
and all that we believe
Feels like a slap across the face
Now there’s a hand print on your cheek

Heaven knows if you promise not to go
I will pay you back in kind
I don’t want to be alone
I’m alive, so alive
If you promise not to go
I will pay you back in kind
I don’t want to be alone
I’m alive, so alive

Let me pay you back in kind
Let me pay you back in kind
Let me pay you back in kind
Let me pay you back

Is it my imagination?
Is it the end of the line?
is it a reconcilliation or just
a way of killing time?
God only knows, if you promise not to go
I will pay you back in kind
I don’t want to be alone
I’m alive, so alive
If you promise not to go
I will pay you back in kind
I don’t want to be alone
I’m alive, so alive

Let me pay you back in kind
Let me pay you back in kind
Let me pay you back in kind
Let me pay you back in kind