"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
Baby, if I’m half the man I say I am
If I’m a woman with no fear just like I claim I am
Then I believe in what you say, there’s nothing left for you to do
The only proof that I need is you
All I want to get is a little bit closer
All I want to know is, can you come a little closer?
Here comes the breath before we get a little bit closer
Here comes the rush before we touch, come a little closer
Reach out and touch faith
Your own Personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own Personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there
I feel numb most of the time,
The more I get the higher,
I'll climb, and I will wonder why,
I got dark only to shine.
Looking for the golden light,
Oh, it's a reasonable sacrifice.
You make me crazy, you make me wild
Just like a baby, spin me 'round like a child
Your skin so golden brown
Be young, be dope, be proud
Like an American