You don’t know how much I want to hold you You don’t know how much I want to say That I would love to be the one to love you But you don’t want to love me anyway
When you’re lying all alone And these friends are on the phone When you have no mind to thinking And all your thoughts are blown When the time has come to write A letter to the one Don’t be the love to scare them off and run
When you’re holding onto words (That) you think you (might) have heard count one beat and a second and then you count the third And when you’re holding on And all your hope is gone Don’t be the love to scare them off and run
Un-fort-un-at-ely I need you now But you don’t need me Or do you, do you? Tell me that you do Cadd9 flat 5th And I’ll love you, and I’ll want you oo-oo-oo-oo-oo