Warm heart, cold feet

I wish I could find the words
To convince you to let down your guard
But I know whatever I say means nothing
Coz old sins die hard

It's a bad day for good deeds
An' waiting for miss right to arrive
I'd like to satisfy wy whim
And at the end of the day lead seperate lives

So if you're feeling wasted in your prime
And not busy in the meantime
Then give me a call
I wont expect your heart to stop for my heart's sake
It's just a little bit of give and take
So give me a call

Let's drink to our freewill
And tonight for time to stand still
The spell of a stranger's smile
Stuns me for a little while
You've known men who like to think they're boys
But that shouldn't make you feel cheap
All I'm asking is a volunteer
With warm heart but cold feet

So if you're feeling wasted in your prime
Not busy in the meantime
Then give me a call
I wont expect your heart to stop for my heart's sake
Of for you to even ache
To give me a call