If my body bore three souls could I be your perfect man? I doubt it so cause you ask so much, I cant understand. I sit beside myself and stand up - three different ways And never ask of you what i hear sixteen times a day Questions, oh these questions shower down on me Tell me what makes a happy man in this go for gold society And if this whole world were poor, would you lend a helping hand (n.c) I think that 's just what it is going to take for us to STOP ......and give a damn Chorus Time and time again I fall short looking up at you - from my knees (x2) I tried Oh, I tried Your way I tried your way, yeah It doesn't work for me I, I just can't be your Your perfect man Repeat and fade