The Rock Hour Club Band

On The Rocks

We can call it desire
An amazing feeling
Something that puts you on fire
That gets in with no dealing

Grows and blooms smoothly
And soon change the heartbeating
Treacherously it stays in secret
Just waiting the time for heating

We can call it passion
A dangerous banned file
That burns when it opens
In every innocent smile

That insists to keep in mind
The remembering of that certain place
And gives wings to those thoughts
When we are face to face

So we can call it love
Even if it feels like on the rocks, yeah
Now we just can’t stop
Even if it feels like on the rocks

We can call it obsession
A so selfish emotion
Too much love can destroy
And makes you lose the notion

The misery of belonging
And never losing touch
The disease of seeming to be away
Although it’s not so much

So we can call it love
Even if it feels like on the rocks, yeah
Now we just can’t stop
Even if it feels like on the rocks

So we can call it love
Even if it feels like on the rocks, yeah
Now we just can’t stop
Even if it feels like on the rocks