Don’t think that I am just immune – unobservant of the things you do
Outside, I’m stressing. Inside, you keep me guessing.
What’s certain baby, I have got to get to you.

Last night you held me oh so tight. Now I wonder where you are tonight.
Counting back down the hours, hoping things haven’t soured,
Please tell me baby, what am I to do?

I’m the first in line. I’m coming up. Now is the right time
And I’m certain it’s gotta be clear to you.
So don’t shut me down. Don’t shut me up.
Don’t make me your clown. Hear me calling.
I gotta get to you.

Mixed signals whether I should stay – too good for me to walk away.
It’s your cue so just kiss me. If I’m gone, you know you’d miss me.
We’re too deep now baby, so you just can’t turn me loose.

I’m the first in line. I’m coming up. Now is the right time
And I’m certain it’s gotta be clear to you.
So don’t shut me down. Don’t shut me up.
Don’t make me your clown. Hear me calling.
I gotta get to you.

Don’t make me wait. Forgive mistakes. We both want this to happen.
Give me a try. Don’t pass me by. Out love is not a weapon.

I’m the first in line. I’m coming up. Now is the right time
And I’m certain it’s gotta be clear to you.
So don’t shut me down. Don’t shut me up.
Don’t make me your clown. Hear me calling.
I gotta get to you.
Hear me calling, I’ve gotta get to you.

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