Keep saying
"I'm afraid to say anything"
And you will lose the use of your tongue
Before you can say a thing
You'll be a sorry sight
And after all,
If you chased him away
With one amorous saying
You'd be happy he ran if that was so scary
But it IS scary!
A kind of giving of one's weight
An opening
Of gates once thought rusted shut
And we can go go go or move slow
And we can nap on the couch for hours
Or dance til two
Never felt so new as now
never knew
I had it in me to begin with
You are the kind I could rewind
And watch 12 times over
And we can go go go or move slow
And we can coo and whisper or laugh loud
And sleep 'til noon