| Here I am, waiting for a sign, I never seem to know
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| If you want me in your life, where do I stand
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| I just don’t know
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| I never feel I know you
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| 'Cause you blow hot and you blow cold, it seems I’ve grown attached
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| Though we’re not the perfect match
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| I just can’t explain
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| Should I stay
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| Should I go Could I ever really stand to let you go Can you now find the right words to say
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| That maybe I’m getting in your way
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| I feel your warmth, got me wanting more, you’ve left the door half open
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| I’m in two minds to explore, but then again
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| Am I being honest, being truthful to myself, can I see my life without you
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| Could I be with someone else
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| It seems I’ve grown attached, though we’re not the perfect match
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| I just can’t explain
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| Should I stay
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| Should I go Could I ever really stand to let you go Can you now find the right words to say
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| That maybe I’m getting in your way
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| Should I stay
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| Should I go Could I ever really stand to let you go Can you now find the right words to say
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| That maybe I’m getting in your way
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| It seems I’ve grown attached
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| Though we’re not the perfect match
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| Should I stay
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| Should I go Could I ever really stand to let you go Can you now find the right words to say
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| That maybe I’m getting in your way |