I won’t ask to hold your hand
In front of all your friends
I won’t ask for a kiss
To make my default a picture of it
I won’t ask to tag along beside you
That’s not for me to decide

I know I shouldn’t
But I miss your whisper
And I know I want you
For the rest of whatever
And I have not forgotten
You came knockin’ in your boxers
No one could do it any cuter
And now that you know
It’s just the you and me show

I won’t ask for a phone call
So I can be assured you are there
I won’t ask for this dance
Your brother can ask me
And make you jealous
I won’t ask for a song
To make me wonder if you’ve known all along

I know I shouldn’t
But I miss your whisper
And I know I want you
For the rest of whatever
And I have not forgotten
You came knockin’ in your boxers
No one could do it any cuter
And now that you know
It’s just the you and me show

You and me
How very
Cliché
So, what do you say?

I know I shouldn’t
But I miss your whisper
And I know I want you
For the rest of whatever
And I have not forgotten
You came knockin’ in your boxers
No one could do it any cuter
And now that you know
It’s just the you and me show