So much for all my dreams
So much for what I think you are
So much for all my plans
So much, What about my wandering?
Your Twenty-Something flesh has got me wanting more

Now I'm

Holding on to record store dreams
Holding on to what I think you are
Holding on to kiss the pretty girl
Holding on, What about my wandering?
Your Twenty-Something flesh has got me wanting more

Now there's

Much more than I could dream
Much more than what I think you are
Much more then I could want
What about my wandering?

Now I'm lost in this crowd and everybody's dancing around me
Dancing around you and you know how I feel about dancing
And you know how I feelDo you know how I feel?
Could your Twenty-Something flesh have me touching you
Reaching out, Touching me, Touching you, Reaching out, Reaching in, Reaching out, Reaching in, Touching you, Reaching out,

Now there's

Much more than I could dream
Much more than what I think you are
Much more than I could want
What about my wondering?
Your Twenty-Something Flesh has got me wanting more
Now you're goneNow you're gone
What about my wandering
Your Twenty-Something Flesh had got me wanting more
Now you're gone