Came my way on a summer day

Flying out of broken soil

Safe to say that you blinded meI saw you and my sight was sore

Met your lips in the dead of night

And took you on the kitchen floor

Good God, I got it bad for you babe

Guess I don′t know anything about it

Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room

And I'll tell you how I feel, but I don′t want to speak too soon

So I just pray it's all true

Well, you don't know much about me

I′ll explain it as best I can

I′m afraid of getting rich just to find out

It was only fools' in my pan

Time is wasted on a boy who is faking

Pretending just to be a man

Good God, I got it bad for you, babe

Guess I don′t know anything about it

Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room

And I'll tell you how I feel, but I don′t want to speak too soon

And I just pray it's all true

Oh, and I just pray it′s all true

Guess I don't know anything about it

Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room

And I'll tell you how I feel, but I don′t want to speak too soon

So I just pray it′s all true