You're a different person than you were before,
I guess you could say the same for me.
It's amazing how much we look at each other
and how little we actually see.
Ever notice how you want, when you can't touch
but when you get a taste, you bite off too much?
I still want you to hold my hand,
I like the way you understand
I like the way you bite and play
but I don't want you every day.
I'm different now than I've ever been,
and when you promise to love me anyway,
I'll have changed again.