Wrong Faces

I'm diving in your hair

I'm diving in your scent

I'm surfing your moods

I am surfing 'till the end

'Cause the fever of anticipation's running through our veins

'Till I get its own connotation chasing its own remains

It never leaves me, comes to me once too often

But I'm not the man who would want show I act to soften

So go ahead now

And I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't

I don't wanna know if you don't wanna show

It's alright, alright, alright, alright

It's alright to me, 'cause honey, I see

You got to be free

Now I'm traveling, traveling, traveling all around

But without you next to me, it just does not count

I'm calling it out on the streets and all the wrong places

Whoever's there to meet, I'm kissing all the wrong faces

It never leaves me, comes to me once too often

But I'm not the man who would want show I act to soften

So go ahead now

And I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't

I don't wanna know if you don't wanna show

It's alright, alright, alright, alright

It's alright to me, 'cause honey, I see

You got to be free