Don't know where you're laying

Just know it's not with me

Don't know what I'd tell you

If I passed you on the street

I don't want your sympathy

But you don't know what you do to me

Oh, Anna

Every time I see your face

There's only so much I can take

Oh, Anna

Don't know how you taste

When there's smoke in your perfume

So chew me up

And spit me out

Nothing left to lose

I don't want your sympathy

But you don't know what you do to me

Oh (oh, Anna)

Every time I see your face

There's only so much I can take

Oh (oh, Anna)

I don't want your sympathy

But you don't know what you do to me

Oh, Anna

Every time I see your face

There's only so much I can take

Oh, Anna

Hope you never hear this

And know that it's for you

I don't know what I'd tell you

If you asked me for the truth

I don't want your sympathy

But you'll never know what you do to me

Oh, Anna

Every time I see your face

There's only so much I can take

Oh, Anna

[Trecho de 'Faith' - George Michael]

Well I guess it would be nice

If I could touch your body

If I could touch your body

If I could touch your body

If I could touch your body

I don't want your sympathy

But you'll never know what you do to me

Oh, Anna

Every time I see your face

There's only so much I can take

Oh, Anna