Picturing Love

Picture yourself in a tangle with another You feel your body awaken Your skin is sh-sh-sh-shaking Your love needed making Pictures mean nothing when you find your own lover And I'm talking skin on skin That kind of skin that you're in, boy That kind that's been where you've been You, you, you You, you 'Cause I'm tired of seeing pictures on a screen I'm tired of picturing love Picturing love, picturing love, picturing love I'm tired of picturing love Picturing love, picturing love, picturing love I'm tired of picturing love When I wear, wear my hair It's a man's world fantasy I undress in seven steps Like your camera's watching me I suppose I'll strike a pose But that's so predictable I undress in seven steps because We can't stop our Picturing love, picturing love, picturing love 'Cause I'm tired of picturing love Picturing love, picturing love, picturing love I'm tired of picturing love In the screen I see a woman Dancing to my expectations A tired fantasy Isn't this what you wanted? Am I turning you on yet? I don't know how to be With all these eyes on me You, you Someone like you, you, you Picturing love Picturing love, picturing love, picturing love I'm tired of picturing love Picturing love, picturing love, picturing love I'm tired of picturing love Picturing love, picturing love, picturing love I'm tired of picturing love Picturing love, picturing love, picturing love I'm tired of picturing love