These little weekend rendezvous are driving me nuts
I can’t help thinking a little more time with you is a
must
For someone who likes it fast going slow is torture
I keep telling myself this way will make it more pure
I want to heal you, resurrect you
Let me in to liberate you
I want to feel you, and complete you
If there is any way I can
I’m wise enough to see behind your front
Even though you pull off a pretty good stunt
Your tender heart is bruised but beating
I don’t know if you know just where I stand
I’m the only one to know my truth first hand
My tender heart is bruised but beating
Trust……. I understand why
I remember similar thoughts that come whenever I cry
The only thing that I don’t understand here is how
Anyone could ever be with you and on the prow
I want to know you, and receive you
I will hold back not to rush you
I’m waiting to hear, wipe off a tear
Here I stand ready and waiting
I’m wise enough to see behind your front
Even though you pull off a pretty good stunt
Your tender heart is bruised but beating
I don’t know if you know just where I stand
I’m the only one to know my truth first hand
My tender heart is bruised but beating
