I want to tell you my head is filled with things to say when you're here all those words, they seem to slip away. When I get near you, the games begin to drag me down, it's all right, I'll make you maybe next time around. But if I seem to act unkind. It's only me, it's not my mind that is confusing things. I want to tell you I feel hung up but I don't know why, I don't mind I could wait forever, I've got time. Sometimes I wish I knew you well, then I could speak my mind and tell you maybe you'd understand. I want to tell you, I feel hung up but I don't know why, I don't mind, I could wait forever, I've got time, I've got time, I've got time.