From Brisbane, Australia to worldwide success, Messrs. Hayes and Jones were responsible for some of the most widely-known pop songs of the late 90's. Appropiately enough, given their Anne Rice-inspired name, Savage Garden veered between lush ballads ("Truly Madly Deeply", "I Knew I Loved You") and up-tempo dance numbers ("I Want You", "The Animal Song") with a deftness that put many of their contemporaries in the shade. Debut: In July of 1996, under Roadshow Music, the duo released their debut single "‎I Want You." The single was a hit in Australia and became the year's highest-selling by an Australian artist. The success of the single garnered much interest from many U.S.
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I Want You Lyrics

Savage Garden

Anytime I need to see your face
I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place where
Your crystal mind and
Magenta feelings take up shelter
In the base of my spine
Sweet like a chic a cherry cola
I dont need to try and explain
I just hold on tight
And if it happens again I might move
So slightly
To the arms and the lips and the face
Of the human cannonball
That I need to I want to
Come stand a little bit closer
Breath in and get a bit higher
Youll never know what hit you
When I get to you
Chorus
Ooh I want you
I dont know if I need you
But ooh Id die to find out
Ooh I want you
I dont know if I need you
But ooh Id die to find out
Im the kind of person who endorses
A deep commitment
Getting comfy getting perfect
Is what I live for
But a look then a smell of perfume
Its like Im down on the floor
And I dont know what Im in for
Conversation has a time and place
In the interaction of a lover and
A mate
But the time of talking
Using symbols using words
Can be likened to a deep sea diver
Who is swimming with a raincoat
Come stand a little bit closer
Breathe in and get a bit higher
Youll never know what hit you
When I get to you
Chorus
Anytime I need to see your face
I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place where
Your crystal mind and
Magenta feelings take up shelter
In the base of my spine
Sweet like a chic a cherry cola
I dont need to try and explain
I just hold on tight
And if it happens again I might move
So slightly
To the arms and the lips and the face
Of the human cannonball
That I need to I want to
Chorus
So can we find out