the concretes
lovin' kind
She needed loving in the morning He kept asking her why To be held and comfort In her bravest time Instead he gave her a feeling She should run n' hide Without knowing direction or cause If you were my loving kind You wouldn't ask me why But your not my loving kind  You turn to her, you turn to me, you turn to her She woke up tired of running Decided to stay all day To seek comfort in herself And when its time for her awakening  She'll do it alone Without needing to say Direction or cause If you were my loving kind You wouldn't ask me why But your not my loving kind You turn to her, you turn to me, you turn to her.