let him run his fingers through your hair
let him sing to you a song
when you’re afraid, you’ll try to run away
let him tell you that you’re wrong

let him kiss you full upon the mouth
let him brush against your breast (take away your breath)
show him hints of heaven
let him seek to find the rest

let him squeeze your thigh and smile
let him call himself your man
and all along you sweetly
let him fall into your hand

let him talk to you till morning
let him love till the end
and when you find a newer flavor
let him be then just a friend

let him take you out on friday night
let him make you so happy
but you’ll realize he’s not the one
let him lead you straight to me