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i've been doin' some thinkin'
sittin' 'round and debatin'
it's you baby,
...not me
your signals are mixed
your lines are crossed
i'm not sayin' i'm not scared
i'm not sayin' we were goin' too slow
it's just so hard to turn away when...
....oh baby, when you look at me with those eyes...
the words they speak are opposite of what falls from your mouth
contemplatin' my next move
tryin' to anticipate yours
you touch me and i melt
drippin' with lust for your touch
and, oh that mouth on mine
this...
...and your hand in mine...
are wearin' me out
your strict rules,
they make me want to run for my heart
save myself before i need savin'
afraid that each day will be the one...
...the one when you say
...it's not you, it's me...
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