I've been holding out for way too long,
been hoping you say you're mine.
I've been so in doubt you'll play along,
down low and always behind.
So, go slow, don't rush, don't care too much.
Don't make me hold onto you.
Girl, beware you touch me just enough,
and maybe I'll play your fool.
Be singing
Go, don't stop.
Won't feel no strain, no pop.
Won't be no lonely days, not anymore.
Keep saying,
Go, don't quit.
Just stay, get used to it.
Won't be no lonely waves run to the shore.
To the shore, to the shore
It's all waiting, chancing, true romancing.
Stay, we're too young to go.