You make me coldnYou make me feel so oldnYou've got me in your velvet holdnnThis loving is easynThis loving is freenThis loving demands no part of mennWe talked for such a long timenThat it seemed to mean a lotnI was yours and you were minenAnd then the feeling stoppednnRun awaynGet down and praynBecome a part of somethingnAnywaynRun awaynWork hard and paynBecome a part of somethingnAnywaynnYou never knownHow people grownBecome a part of something