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Court the darkness like she's your lover
Girl you nailed one time and can't get over
Feverish and sleepless at night
It's only because you cannot tear your eyes from her

If love is the answer you seek
You're askin' the wrong kind of question
The wrong kind of question will keep
You askin' me, askin' me for love

And all the stars and satellites give you nothing
'Cause all the satellites died

And all the satellites in your atmosphere
They burn for you but you're cold as mars
I know you see the light in the sky like I do
But for you they're just dying stars

If love is the answer you seek
You're askin' the wrong kind of question
The wrong kind of question will keep
You askin' me, askin' me for love

And all the stars and satellites give you nothing
'Cause all the satellites died

I guess there's poetry in a day less life
And profit to be made from your pain
I hope you call me up if you ever get old
I would like to see your face again

If love is the answer you seek
You're askin' the wrong kind of questions
The wrong kind of questions will keep
You askin' me, askin' me for love

You askin' me, askin' me for love
You askin' me, askin' me for love
You askin' me, askin' me for love

If love is the answer you seek
You're asking the wrong kind of questions
If love is the answer you seek
You're asking the wrong kind of questions

If love is the answer you seek
You're asking the wrong kind of questions
If love is the answer you seek
You're asking the wrong kind of questions
Court the darkness like she's your lover   Girl you nailed one time and can't get over   Feverish and sleepless at night   It's only because you cannot tear your eyes from her      If love is the answer you seek   You're askin' the wrong kind of question   The wrong kind of question will keep   You askin' me, askin' me for love      And all the stars and satellites give you nothing   'Cause all the satellites died      And all the satellites in your atmosphere   They burn for you but you're cold as mars   I know you see the light in the sky like I do   But for you they're just dying stars      If love is the answer you seek   You're askin' the wrong kind of question   The wrong kind of question will keep   You askin' me, askin' me for love      And all the stars and satellites give you nothing   'Cause all the satellites died      I guess there's poetry in a day less life   And profit to be made from your pain   I hope you call me up if you ever get old   I would like to see your face again      If love is the answer you seek   You're askin' the wrong kind of questions   The wrong kind of questions will keep   You askin' me, askin' me for love      You askin' me, askin' me for love   You askin' me, askin' me for love   You askin' me, askin' me for love      If love is the answer you seek   You're asking the wrong kind of questions   If love is the answer you seek   You're asking the wrong kind of questions      If love is the answer you seek   You're asking the wrong kind of questions   If love is the answer you seek   You're asking the wrong kind of questions