作曲 : Hicks, Houston, McLaughlin
Fourth floor, lonely, white and neater, sits there starin' at the screen
Types in, can anybody tell me what it all means?
Tick-tock, waitin' for an answer
It's no use and all at once to her surprise she gets one reply
Until you got love, you know you got nothin'
You're missin' that somethin' that's gonna set you free, yeah
Until you got love, you'll always be runnin'
Love is that one thing that everybody needs
Sunday, no one's at the office just waitin' at his father's desk
Workin', tryin' to fill the shoes that his dad left
Dear son, he finds in a letter
Please try your best to learn from my mistakes, you know work can wait
There's nothing cool in this room, nothing new in what
But sometimes the truth is what it is
So why should
I apologize for lookin' for a better way to live?
Way to live
Until you got love, you'll always be runnin''
Cause love is that one thing that everybody needs