Wise men only say fouls rush in
It's a damn good sayin that i etched into the dashboard of my car
Last time i fel apart
So i tryed my hand at the pick up game
Saying lots of things that i don't mean
Just another pretty face, another one who took the bate
I am done playing it cool, don't know what to do
'cause if i tell myself truth
Baby, it's you, I want
Stumbling on words, can't thigger it out
Got nothing a prove, nothing a doubt
If i could go back i turn it around
Baby, it's you
I heard last night you went out again to the karoake bar where we first met
Singing songs we sang that night no we never got it right
So i find myself going back intown
So self centerd never realise that your arms are open wide
and we never have to lieeeee
I am done playing it cool, don't know what to do
'cause if i tell myself truth
Baby, it's you, I want
Stumbling on words, can't thigger it out
Got nothing a prove, nothing a doubt
If i could go back i turn it around
Baby, it's you
So how is it going for you baby
Are you getting everything you want
Or is there something missing baby
Something you found here in my arms
Baby, it's you, I want
Stumbling on words, can't thigger it out
Got nothing a prove, nothing a doubt
If i could go back i turn it around
Baby, it's you
Baby, it's you
Baby, it's you
Baby, it's you
