You look at me from every angle, follow my every move   (From the bed to the door)   And what you see could mean a million things...   Too early to assume I'm the one you've been waiting for      Hold my hand   There's something you don't have to understand for you to do...   Hold my hand... Young lover come and get under my skin   It'll all make sense to you      Day and night you watch me from your hiding place   (And won't tell anyone else about us)   Footsteps in the shadows reveal secrets of a young belle,   (Fresh from her shell... and curious!)   ...Hold my hand...      Hold my hand   There's something you don't have to understand for you to do...   Hold my hand... Young lover come and get under my skin   It'll all make sense to you      Love won't sit still long enough for you to take a picture   Of the bitter and the sweet   Blow it up and wonder what it's like to be the victor   ...or to taste the defeat...