Confess - The Tellers

I confess,

I saw you walking down the street,

I could not control my skinny self,

I would like to take you,

Take you by the hand,

Look at me,

Look at me,

Oh, we’ve got such such such a long way to go,

But there’s nothing more,

Than what I used to know,

We’ve got such such such a long way to go,

But there’s nothing more than what I used to see.