Hot Chip

My friend once told me something so right
He said to be careful of thieves in the night
Baby i've lost you here in the crowd
Open your arms I want to be found
Maybe I'm calling your name in the night
Open our eyes we'll feel with our sight
A want is a lack but also desire
A need can be nothing but should be held higher
A need is a want wearing disguise
It can be confused if fuelled by desire
Baby I'm calling your name in the night
No reason with need look into my eyes
Happiness is what we all want
May it be that we don't always want
Happiness is what we all want
May it be that we don't all want