Passion drives me to you, We both know it's true, When all the sky is blue, You and I, we still do, All that Jazz and you, Still do. All the world can see, That you and I are we, Crying still you look at me, When will we be free? In all that Jazz we still see, How we want to be free. It hasn't been spoken, That I am still broken, My heart has been stolen, How dooes one prove the proven? In all that Jazz I am still broken, And you are, still stolen. In all that jazz my friend, When do we start the trend? That you and I so defend, In all that Jazz my friend, We're on the road again. In all that jazz my friend, Here we are again, With all that jazz, my friend.