As a boy eight years old I could understand, that as a girl nine years old, if you held out you hand I should take it
You and me in our teens, chasin the silver screen in our dreams, we swore no one would break us

So what do you do with ambivalence? What do you do with ambivalence?

Do you run and hide, or do you stand and fight?
Tell me what should I do tonight?

As a boy sixteen years old I knew, that as a girl seventeen years old, if youd said you love me Id love you to It was you and me and candlelightthere was even a time when you saw me cry, then you taught me to pillow fight

So what do you do with ambivalence? What do you do with ambivalence?

Do you run and hide, or do you stand and fight?
Tell me what should I do tonight?

As a boy nineteen years old I learned, If you get to close you always burn

You and me and wasted time, at twenty-one still wished you mine

Tell me what should I do tonight?

So what should you do with ambivalence? What should you do with ambivalence? Do you run and hide, or do you stand and fight? Tell me what should I do tonight?