Fantasy

One day you say you love me

The next you tell me you dont

One day you say you will

And the next you tell me you wont

Hey little baby

There aint much point in hanging around yea)

One day you make me feel like your love is in my hands

One day you say youll stay

The next youre changing your plans

Hey little baby

Aint much point in hanging around yea)

Cause if you aint got time for me Ill find another fantasy

It is kind of funny that you think that

I am the boy to make you cry

I can make you happy

If only for a while

Little baby I can give you all the loving that your heart desires

If you aint got time for me Ill find another fantasy

It could be the price of love

Could the price of hate

What am I guilty of

Why do you make me wait

So long I dont know your intentions

Look to the skys above

I am in the hands of fate

Push till it gets to shove

I have got to know for heavens sake

Is this love or invention

Baby cant you see Ill find another fantasy

You hang around with people who are sure to make you cry

I can make you happy if only for a while

Little baby oh oh little baby

I can give you all the lovin that your heart desires

If you aint got time for me Ill find another fantasy

You take someones heart

And you kick it around

Keep on picking it up

So you can watch it come down

I dont know what I am suppose to do

Why I wait for you to make up your mind

Would you please be so kind

When you know what to do Ill be in the next room

But if you make it to late I may be in the next day

Hmm