don't want to seem to clingy
God knows thats not me
I'm not going to whisper sweet nothings in your ear
Telling you what we 'could' be.
I'm not going to hold your hand to tightly
So you think that I might need you
I'm not going to let you gaze into my eyes
Like,in the old days, we used to do
I'm not going to let you say
Those three words I long to hear

