Turn Around
Chris Thompson, Keith Slack, Mike Slamer
Every night we ride this train
More than strangers playing some game you look at me and our souls collide imagination, baby, it's running wild
So confused, don't know how to feel
I've got to tell you this is real
And I'm looking through the window
With no words to say
Another chance goes by me
As you walk away
I want to steal your heart
I want to read your mind
And show you, baby
What I feel inside
When you keep walking
It tears me apart
So turn around
Let me steal your heart
One more night and you disappear
My heart is racing, I need you here
What should I do? Should I bear my soul?
Shout out for mercy, baby please don't go
