John Michael letra

This is hidden love, something that we used to play
Running up and down the stairs, kisses down the porch
Hadn't we spoke, settled all the basic terms and
Figure out the limit age for this love to stop
I wish I could afford your stupid charm
Your stupid voice

This clumsy love, something that we cannot race
Confusion is a burning chest competing for the crown
Hadn't we spoke, oh, for this love to stop...
I wish I could afford your stupid charm
Your stupid voice