It took a
little time, it took a little wine,
To make a window, to make you mine.
It took a little look, that made you shudder,
It took a little tear to draw you near
But all the while you knew your smile,
Would make it easy to fall in love.
It took a little word, a stupid something,
To make you hold me, to make you cling.
It took a little stroke, from my hand,
To make you kiss me, to understand.
But all the while you knew your smile,
Would make it easy to fall in love.
Will you want me if I grow boring?
Will you want me if I grow ill?
Will you want me when I grow colder?
Will you want me? Will you kiss me still?
There’s far too many ideals fighting for the air time,
I was shameful back in ‘96 but I’m not so careless now.
And all those brutal discos that taught me how to pine.
I’ve no regrets for what I did but I regret I had the time.
Will you want me? Is it too late?
Will you want me? Don’t hesitate.
I’ve been spiteful, you’ve been kind,
Will you want me in six weeks time?
When you’re in the bathroom and when you’ve locked the door,
I am dirty in the bedroom, I’ve not felt this way before.
Don’t let my hands go idle, when they feel this much for
you, Can’t you tell this much is true when I hold you.
If I sometimes seemed ungrateful, If I doubted you sometimes,
If I called you by the wrong name, I was out of my tiny mind.
Cause you were the one with sexy shoes,
You frazzled my mind I forgot what I knew,
Oh you were the one, so consol me.
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