We all walk in the same shoes On the same side of the street With sore toes and elbows From running on the train But you're nice, I don't mind Standing next to you For the day, for the year My friends say I stung my hands It's not true, it's not true, it's not true Well I worked real hard I tried my best But this thing turned out a mess I don't like to sit on my hands And if I saw you and I said it Would you even understand it? My weakness is that I like to laugh Well, yes I want you Yes I need you Yes I want to sleep beside you Now at least you know where we stand Yes I want you Yes I need you Yes I want to sleep beside you Now at least you know where we stand