She knows he thinks about her
Though the times are not so grand
But you can only play the cards
You are holding in your hand
She knows he thinks of leaving
Doesn’t want to let him know
While there’s something left unfinished
Something that she needs to know

She says let’s decorate the bedroom
D.I.Y from the superstore
But he’s five cans down his six-pack
Is not listening anymore
Yet she feels his heart is kinder
Than he wants to let her think
So she exercises patience
Does the dishes in the sink

Take your time
Till you decide
It’s a matter of love
Not a matter of pride
When people get close
They sometimes collide
Oh how the truth
Get’s turned into lies

He says I wish I had some weeks
I’d show this town a thing or two
See my woman let her hair down
Like she always wanted to
Though I’m just a weekend dreamer
Still my heart’s not far away
Would she be better if I leave her
Or better if I stay?

Take your time
Till you decide
It’s a matter of love
Not a matter of pride
When people get close
They sometimes collide
Oh how the truth
Get’s turned into lies

He doesn’t want another woman
She doesn’t look at other men
An affair might be exciting
Yet disappoint you in the end
They both know there’s something missing
Floating just beyond their reach
In this lovers’ search and rescue
Will they find what they might keep?

Take your time
Till you decide
It’s a matter of love
Not a matter of pride
When people get close
They sometimes collide
Oh how the truth
Get’s turned into lies