Sanoja: Tokyo Rose. The Promise In Compromise. Less Than Four.

I'm trying hard not to say what I really feel
I wouldn't dare to
Don't want to scare you
The truth is I'm still afraid to say three words
So I sit tight-lipped
Let me try to spell it out

Not sure that I've got enough letters to express what I'm trying to say to you
I'm holding out for the triple word score
But I'm sure that nothing could be better than me and you
So baby for now it's less than four

If I counted all the twenty-five cent words
I could use to woo you I'd be bankrupt and at a loss for words
If I only could work up the nerve to be honest and courageous
I wouldn't have to spell it out

Not sure that I've got enough letters to express what I'm trying to say to you
I'm holding out for the triple word score
But I'm sure that nothing could be better than me and you
So baby for now it's less than four

Your smile I do attest
I'd be hard-pressed to dare protest
Your wiles I must confess
Albeit reluctantly they get the best of me

Not sure that I've got enough letters to express what I'm trying to say to you
I'm holding out for the triple word score
But I'm sure that nothing could be better than me and you
So baby for now it's less than four