P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
Can I let myself believe in you?
Show you the soft side of my voice
I don't know if it's loneliness or love
It's got me needin' to touch you
I only understand
I've been waitin' so long
Someone like you
Someone to come along, oh yeah
How can I be sure?
I don't wanna be hurt no more
How can I be sure?
I don't wanna be hurt no more
Sometimes you make me feel like fire
Sometimes you make me feel like 50
Though your hand seems to be the map
Knows the backstreets to my heart's city
Still I'm havin' second thoughts
Ah, do you mean the words you say?
I've never felt so lost
My heart doesn't know which way to go, whoa no
How can I be sure?
I don't wanna be hurt no more, no
Candy-colored Christmas eyes
Seem to taste the sun like lemon Jell-O
But you got me flyin' way too high
I'm still afraid of fallin'
But my wings could be free flowin'
All I need's a look from you
Don't matter where we're goin'
As long as I can be near you
You seem too precious to
How can I be sure?
I don't wanna be hurt no more, no
Oh no
I don't wanna be hurt no more
No more, no more
Don't wanna be
How Can I Be Sure was written by P.F. Sloan.
How Can I Be Sure was produced by Tom Dowd.