sweet little love of mine
well it's only a matter of time. and all that you see
don't let anything change your mind. at the break of day
in the middle of the night
remember me and don't go out. i'm in the running
you got me where you want me
the frame of mind. who could even blame me in hindsight
you snuck around with that guy
it wasn't right. it isn't funny
my wits don't show me the way
the blankets fold it have stayed in place
just as they were made. i'm in the running
you got me where you want me
and no ones gonna show you the way
when it gets cold you can find yourself babe
back in the hole from which you came
and everything will fall into place.