Help Me

Help Me - k.d. lang

Help me

I think I'm falling

In love again

When I get

That crazy feeling

I know

I'm in trouble again

I'm in trouble

'Cause you're a rambler

And a gambler

And a sweet-talking

Ladies man

And you love your loving

But not like you

Love your freedom

Help me

I think I'm falling

In love too fast

It's got me

Hoping for the future

And worrying

About the past

'Cause I've seen

Some hot hot blazes

Come down to smoke

And ash

We love our loving

But not like

We love our freedom

Didn't it feel good

We were sitting

There talking

Or there not talking

You dance with the lady

With the hole

In her stocking

Didn't it feel good

Didn't it feel good

Didn't it feel good

Didn't it feel good

Help me

I think I'm falling

In love with you

Are you going to

Let me go

There by myself

That's such

A lonely thing to do

Both of us

Flirting around

Hurting too

We love our loving

But not like

We love our freedom