you know when im coming home you know when im coming to bed you know that when i tell you that i love you i mean every word i said you know im a bit too proud you know that i know how to pray you know i wont give this up unless i have to give it up you know i wont walk away but baby youre like a diesel truck shifting gears and the pedal stuck heading straight to the edge and showing no signs of slowing and i dont have the luxury of knowing you know that i like to dance but only when im dancing with you you know i must be bad at lying because ive only ever told you the truth just when i think youre a hurricane you freeze right over and all that rain turns to ice and your whole world just starts snowing i dont have the luxury of knowing damn it must be easy being in love with someone so blind because ill tell you right the only thing i really know is that you might change your mind any day you could change your mind you know when im coming home you know when im coming to bed baby youre like a diesel truck shifting gears and the pedal stuck heading straight to the edge and showing no signs of slowing and i dont have the luxury of knowing