Well your voice grips me tight like fingers
Takes hold of whatever's inside
Though we try to harmonize with different singers
When we're out of tune at least we'll know we've tried
Baby, it's a hopeless feeling
Leaves Mr. Logic reeling
I love you, I know
But what does that mean
When the only place forward is where we've just been
It's time to think twice
It's time to decide
Turn and keep walking or be my bride
Or be my bride
Or be my bride
Well Roy Orbison, he knows that I can't forget you
Well he told me last night at forty-five
Hope this honesty doesn't honestly upset you
He said