The One - Tom Robinson

Hey there lonely with your life on hold

Uptight and terrified of getting old

Saving your affection for the Special One

The ideal lover who will never come

Bid Mister Fantasy a fond farewell

Your ideal lover boy you know him well

Why keep searching for the eyes of blue

When the eyes of love are looking right at you?

Won’t be the lover that you might expect

He’s been like a brother since the day you met

He sees your weakness and he knows your faults

But you don’t seem to notice him at all

The one you run to when you’re all alone

With endless confessions on the telephone

The one who’s fun whenever life’s a party

The one who hugs you when you’re brokenhearted

The one… He’s the only one

He’s the one… He’s the only one

Don’t try to tell me it would be a crime

To mess up your friendship after all this time

Have you ever listened to a word he’s said

Forget the friend and see the man instead

He wants your loving, what did you expect

Along with your tenderness and deep respect

His lips are gentle but his hands are firm

Hold tight now, you got a lot to learn, from

The one… From the only one

He’s the one… He’s the only one

And it’s you, you, you…

Couldn’t care less about the lies you tell

Bad or angry, you can be yourself

Couldn’t care less about the mess you’re in

Couldn’t care less about your next of kin

Doesn’t give a damn about the clothes you wear

Doesn’t give a damn about the state of your hair

Doesn’t give a damn about the life you’ve led

Doesn’t give a damn whoever shared your bed

You’re the one… You’re the only one

You’re the one… You’re the only one

And it’s you, you, you…

You’re the one