Text: Tanita Tikaram. Eleven Kinds Of Loneliness. The Way That I Want You.

We're not talking
I'm not talking sensibly enough
You know the soul of a man is many coloured
Soul of a man one to another
Wants you another day

I'm not wishing on a star
Talk
The soul of a man is many coloured
Soul of a man wants you another
Another day

From the airport
To be by your side
From a reading
And that's the one
That hurts my pride
From the church yard
Into your trust
To the talk
That we must, we must rekindle
To the way I want you
To the way I don't want
Nothing from you
Nothing from you
Nothing from you

You know the soul of is man is many coloured
Soul of a man is many coloured
The soul of a man one to another
Want you another day