I'm sitting by the phone,
Waiting for it to ring,
Hoping that it's you.
I wanna talk to you,
Get to know you,
Hold you,
Hug you,
Kiss you,
All those good things.
I wanna know what the deal is with me and you?
Will you please let me know?
I'm anxious to find out.
You've been keeping me in suspence, second guessing everything.
Sometimes I think you don't want me,
And that I should move on,
But then I think to myself,
No, I can't do that.
You're too good to pass up.
Sometimes I think you're just too good to be true,
And that I don't deserve you.
But that's why I have to try you first and see what happens.
