I cant be at your beckon call, your love so slow and heavy, its like a southern drawl and it dont seem worth your time if the two of us ain't one of a kind. I wont be another turn to gather up and use what you learn. And of course he's always on your mind you should hold him dear leave his love behind cause you cant call it moving on, if all i do, is make you feel so wrong. I wont be another turn to gather up and use what you learn If always a man might love, loving to laugh to do and to give? i know that it could take some time go be with him, but then be mine...