Visions

Apparently, she is free, to carry out this plot.
Disregarding, how I feel, if it's right or not.
If I had a friend to love, you would be the kind.
To take my love, leave me alone, alone enough to whine.

Yes, it's a strange, kind of love.
Yes, it's a strange, kind of love.

Yes, you send me some strange dreams, to keep me up all night.
Visions, of a special love, it's maddening to the sight.
But you have those special hands, you keep them from view.
And when I think you're loving me, I know I'm loving you.

Yes, it's a strange, kind of love.
Yes, it's a strange, kind of love.

You're laughing in my face, you know you got it made.
And all there is, that is to life, is getting laid.
You'll pass me to some strange friend, you feel I have to know.
She'll love me for a little while, then she'll have to go.

Yes, it's a strange, kind of love.
Yes, it's a strange, kind of love.

You'll turn me on, plug me in, and kiss me like a dog.
Walk me round, feed my frown, you don't want to talk.
Yes, you send me some strange dreams, to keep me up all night.
Visions of a special love, it's maddening to the sight.

Yes, it's a strange, kind of love.
Yes, it's a strange, kind of love.