On the one hand I count the reasons

I could stay with you

And hold you close to me

All night long

So many lovers games

I’d love to play with you

On that hand there’s no reason

Why it’s wrong.

But on the other hand

There’s a golden band

To remind me of someone

Who would not understand

On the one hand I could stay

And be your loving man

But the reason I must go

Is on the other hand.

In your arms I feel the passion

I’d thought it died

When I look into your eyes

I found myself

And when I first kissed you

I felt so alive

I’ve gotta hand it to you girl

You’re something else.