Before she met me she took herself to wait five years After I met her, her teacher said best wait five years. I ask my neighbors, they said it's wise to wait five years.
I say Fever.
I told a friend how I'm feeling and this made her sad 'Cause she fears that no man will ever desire her so bad. How dare I feel this and do naught but sit on my hands.
I say Fever.
Hold my heart like a hot potato, push the clock for an hour later. This is just code to decipher; found my ploughman, chased the piper.
That ended up. That's all now. These are the ones who talk. Never a lick--needs her to kiss him.
The first five years go by and we are no longer here. I blame myself for not taking steps to draw her near. I try to decide what to do now based on love not fear.
I say Fever.
~Fo[u]r years.
Hold my heart like a hot potato, push the clock for an hour later. This is just code to decipher; found my ploughman, chased the piper.