Dying to Be Loved

Some cheap hotel room down on Bourbon street A faded picture on the wall Seems like the harder loving comes The harder we fall (God I'm) Dying' to be loved Dying' to be touched I need your helping hand Dying' to be loved Dying' to be touched Just give me one more chance I've been a fool so many times Last night I cried myself to sleep Then I dreamed this beautiful dream That I had someone to keep (God I'm) Dying' to be loved Dying' to be touched I need your helping hands I'm dying' to be loved Dying' to be touched Just give me one more chance They say that no man is happy And satisfied with life until the day he dies If that's the way god has planned it I'm no exception to the rule I'm just another fool for your love (God I'm) Dying' to be loved Dying' to be touched I need your helping hand Dying' to be loved Dying' to be touched Just give me one more chance