Lyric Tell me the answer

i doesn t feel right
the lights are too bright
i m feeling uptight in my sensual world
i need to be you
i need to breathe too
i need to see through life
with these sensitive words

i could blame it on you
i could blame it on my instincts
i could blame it on the train to the plane
the boat to the shore
so tell me what s the answer

no trouble in my face
there s not one anxious voice
you know i can t listen
i can t listen
you say that you are everything
do you taste good
so c mon, c mon, c mon
c mon, c mon, c mon

no air around me
i need to feel free
i m private property
in my sensual world
no indecisions
i have a vision
there s no collision there
with these sensitive words

i could blame it on you
i could blame it on my instincts
i could blame it on the train to the plane
the boat to the shore
so tell me what s the answer

no trouble in my face
there s not one anxious voice
you know i can t listen
i can t listen
you say that you are everything
do you taste good
so c mon, c mon, c mon
c mon, c mon, c mon

no trouble in my face
there s not one anxious voice
you know i can t listen
i can t listen
you say that you are everything
do you taste good
so c mon, c mon, c mon
c mon, c mon, c mon

no trouble in my face
there s not one anxious voice
you know i can t listen
i can t listen
you say that you are everything
do you taste good
so c mon, c mon, c mon
c mon, c mon, c mon

all from too much choice yeh yeh

i could blame it on the train to the plane
the boat to the shore
so tell me what s the answer

c mon, c mon, c mon
c mon, c mon, c mon
c mon, c mon, c mon