it s not the way you lead me by the hand into the bedroom it s not the way you throw your clothes upon the bathroom floor been thinking about you i just couldn t wait to see fling my arms around you as we fall in ecstasy ooh sometimes the truth is harder than the pain inside yeah ooh sometimes it s the broken heart that decides it s not the way that you caress me toy with my affection it s not my sense of emptiness you fill with your desire climb in bed beside me we can lock the world outside touch me satisfy me warm your body next to mine ooh sometimes