You don't know much about my past, and I don't have a future figured out. And maybe this is going too fast. And maybe it's not meant to last, but what do you say to taking chances, what do you say to jumping off the edge? Never knowing if there's solid ground below or hand to hold, or hell to pay, what do you say, what do you say? I just want to start again, and maybe you could show me how to try, and maybe you could take me in, somewhere underneath your skin. And I had my heart beating down, but I always come back for more. There’s nothing like love to pull you up, when you’re laying down on the floor there. So talk to me, talk to me, like lovers do. Yeah walk with me, walk with me, like lovers do, like lovers do.
