Came my way on a summer day
Flying out of broken soil
Safe to say that you blinded meI saw you and my sight was sore
Met your lips in the dead of night
And took you on the kitchen floor
Good God, I got it bad for you babe
Guess I don′t know anything about it
Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room
And I'll tell you how I feel, but I don′t want to speak too soon
So I just pray it's all true
Well, you don't know much about me
I′ll explain it as best I can
I′m afraid of getting rich just to find out
It was only fools' in my pan
Time is wasted on a boy who is faking
Pretending just to be a man
Good God, I got it bad for you, babe
Guess I don′t know anything about it
Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room
And I'll tell you how I feel, but I don′t want to speak too soon
And I just pray it's all true
Oh, and I just pray it′s all true
Guess I don't know anything about it
Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room
And I'll tell you how I feel, but I don′t want to speak too soon
So I just pray it′s all true
