What’s It For

(Eh, let me say, that by the way
That, lest it has slipped you mind, eh
This record is electrically recorded
Electrically? Electrically. OH! Electrically! Oh!)

What's it for?
This need for loving that once more
Is whispering unlock the door
And let someone come through to find
The sip of love

I leave you behind
In loving you unsure of quite what is true
Let that one go, I tell myself
What's it for, I answer
And close the door, I answer

Why do I question every thought I make?

What's it for?
The mere existence of a door
Is something to be grateful for
And after all what can I do
But hope what I call love is true

As I feel now, no asking questions this time
As I feel now, I wonder how
"What's it for" existed
And open doors resisted

So I won't question all the love I make

What's it for?
The mere existence of a door
Is something to be grateful for
And after all what can I do
But hope what I call love is true

As I feel now, no asking questions this time
As I feel now, I wonder how
"What's it for" existed
And open doors resisted

So I won't question all the love I make