Hold my hand

The way your hair swings over your eyes,
The motor in my head turns
Wanting you for such a long time,
In my mind, a hard lesson to learn.

You'll never know I'm after you,

And you smell like,
How angels oughta smell,
And you look like,
Your ready to go.

So hold my hand,
I'll take you everywhere,
Anywhere,
You wanna go.

The way your words keep me in line
I know what I'm here for,
Waking up to the green of your eyes,
Is something I'll get used to

And you smell like
How angels oughta smell,
And you look like,
Your ready to go.

The way your words keep me in line
I’m telling you for the very last time,
And you better know.