Touch (A Holding Hand)

You drove me crazy
Couldn't even think
Got me said it so straightly
I guess it caused me a shame

It was just a holding hand, maybe
Still it was my first time
Couldn't help to wonder about it
I finally asked

Should have known
Never gonna get the answer that I want
Tricky words twisting my world

Standing here without a trace
Hoping and praying
Oh Lord, please make him My Man
Or take him away

They tell me not to stay
That you're just playing a game
Tell me, boy, should I wait
Oh do you feel the same

Tricky words twisting my world

Don't play with words
Don't mess with my world.

Made for all, dedicated to one.
I hope to go straight, don't belok-belok.
Strongly, from now onwards...