Looking Philosophical Songtext
von Des’ree

I like the meaning of your name
Are you aware? Are you the same?
It goes with your eyes, your sentiment
Oh, I like your mane, Ezekiel
You′re so serene, it makes me mad
You're never down, ain′t never sad
You won the pools, I bet you're glad
Your smile is fresh, Ezekiel

Looking philosophical
Looking philosophical
Sitting fresh-faced over there
With broken sighs
His heart speaks out to answer me
For I am the interpreter of his dreams


You know daydreaming makes your tea go cold
Gold earrings makes my face look bold
Your compliments are never old
Let's drink a toast, Ezekiel
God will strengthen all your love
So pure, so kind, so noble love
You smell so sweet like lavender buds
You smell so sweet

Looking philosophical
Looking philosophical
Sitting fresh-faced over there
With broken sighs
His heart speaks out to answer me
For I am the interpreter of his dreams

Can I come inside of your dreams?
Your vivid and exciting dreams
I′m not as timid as I seem
Can I come in, Ezekiel?

My, my, my, Ezekiel
Shine your smile, Ezekiel
Chat a while, Ezekiel
You can count on me
My, my, my, Ezekiel

Shine your smile, Ezekiel
Chat a while, Ezekiel
You can count on me


Oh, I love the way you smile
Come and sit and talk a while
You can say that I love your style
You can count on me

My, me, yeah
Me and you, we can touch the sky
My, my, my, my, my, my
You can count on me
My, my, my, Ezekiel
Shine your smile, Ezekiel
Chat a while, Ezekiel

You can count on me

Hey, oh, yeah
You and me, we can touch the sky
My, my, my, my, my, my
Count on me
You can count, you can count on me
You can count, you can count on me