Frustration (watching you dance). Hesitation (to get in them pants). Come closer baby (so I can touch). One question, Am I moving too fast? 'Cause I ain't leaving alone, feel like I could be outer-
There's a song that's inside of my soul. It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again. I'm awake in the infinite cold. But You sing to me over and over and over again. . Chorus. So
I've got a rocket in my pocket. And I'm ready to go. I'm talking tic-tic, time bomb. Ready to blow Just one more time. It's gonna be alright. You're on a first class. Flight to the stars, yeah S