Air Traffic Controller - More, More, More

I want love; all I get is tired.
You've got something that can fuel this fire;
cause I've seen you burn, oh we'd be up all night.
If you'd just return we wouldn't have this fight anymore; cause I want more.
I want more, more, more, more, more, more, more, of your love.

We had sparks, passion, and desire
in the bedroom, in the kitchen,
and on that living room recliner.

Yeah, we were once the hottest people,
in this whole damn town,
but I'm not going to the chapel,
‘til this love comes around once more;
cause I want more.
I want more, more, more, more, more, more, more, of your love.
We've been at it for a couple of years;
and babe, I think we're in trouble here, but I still love you;
maybe I need you. Tell me baby, that you feel the same,
and we just haven't had the time to play.
Tell me you want me; oh can you feel me?