The Second Move

Lyrics

I caught a glimpse of her and him on a late night saunter.
Parading down the tiny town with his eyes fixed upon her.
But judging by those saddened eyes, I saw his heart was hurtin
And he would make the second move if she would make the first one.
He would make the second move if she would make the first one.

He did all he could to stall and get her wit abandoned.
She talked around the thing she found too good to get her hands in.
And he prayed at the night the wheels inside her head would soon be turnin.
'Cause he would make the second move if she would make the first one.
He would make the second move if she would make the first one.

Love in flats takes acrobats to know how to maneuver.
He would do what she wants him to if he knew how to move her
To take the time required to find the words to show her yearnin
Then he could make the second move, 'cause she had made the first one.
He would make the second move if she would make the first one.

Though the strong can hold out long, a wounded heart starts bleedin
And dreams are dashed when one don’t match the things the other’s needin
And so he’ll think of another love, but he’ll leave a small light burnin
'Cause he’d still make the second move if she would make the first one.
He would make the second move if she would make the first one.