Make Your Move

Walk walk walk
the touch of your skin
and the collar of my shirt can't hold me back.

A tip of the hat, some slight of hand
and one, two, three, we're at your door.

I can't kiss you,
you're too demure too soon.

Kissey kissey doll,
your face in the moon,
a porch, a car, alone with you.

Kissey kissey doll,
make your move on me.

Talk talk talk
words on a screen
give me no indication for what I need.

I can't kiss you,
you're much too much for me.

Kissey kissey doll,
you tangle my dreams,
your hair, the wind, a single stream.

Kissey kissey doll,
make it up to me.