Dying to Be Loved

Some cheap hotel room down on
Bourbon street
A faded picture on the wall
Seems like the harder loving comes
The harder we fall

(God I'm)
Dying' to be loved
Dying' to be touched
I need your helping hand

Dying' to be loved
Dying' to be touched
Just give me one more chance

I've been a fool so many times
Last night I cried myself to sleep
Then I dreamed this beautiful dream
That I had someone to keep

(God I'm)
Dying' to be loved
Dying' to be touched
I need your helping hands
I'm dying' to be loved
Dying' to be touched
Just give me one more chance

They say that no man is happy
And satisfied with life until the day he dies
If that's the way god has planned it
I'm no exception to the rule
I'm just another fool for your love

(God I'm)
Dying' to be loved
Dying' to be touched
I need your helping hand

Dying' to be loved
Dying' to be touched
Just give me one more chance