Tune Up

Tune Up

Don't care for money, always wanted love
It may sound funny but it's all think of

When you have no one to kiss or to hold
You may be sitting 'neath a hot sun
Inside your heart is so cold

There ain't nothing makes me feel like you do
You've tuned up my poor worn out engine
So it runs like it's new

I tried religion, searched inner space
Ain't had no visions like loving you face to face
So out of style, so hard to find
But it makes my heart smile
And eases my poor aching mind