Well there's a little black box | where you keep your life locked away now | And there's an answer in your heart | But you won't let it start to play out | So won't you tell me just once, darling, what are you so afraid of? | Go on and show me what you're made of | Here we go round again now | Honey, it's true, the one that you want is right in front of you | Touch and go, and all I wanna know, right in front is you | Yes or no, it's got me down so low, right in front of you | Touch and go, and all I wanna know, right in front is you | Yes or no, I've waited for so long | So if the feeling ain't right won't you tell me the fight is over | Instead of taking my time | Well you know that I tried to show you | But you've got nothing left to hide | And there's nothing to be afraid of | Go on and show me what you're made of
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