What'll It Be

I think in broken English, reading your body language Translation: Guess we'll wait and see You came to turn the pages I came to take the stage then, let's take this to the eighth degree I keep running, running Good things keep coming, coming And going, going away Away, Away My hand keeps strumming, strumming And ooo you've done it, done it So why you so afraid? Afraid I just keep wandering and wondering Who you are, where you go, and can you go there with me? Baby Must these doubts of ours, doubt the stars Lining up, lighting up, like they're taking the lead? So what'll it be? She said "I'll just keep playing" You draw me out Like a picture you lost in your head The thoughts on which were left unsaid til' now Now they're so loud In the midst of all of this you ask me, how? I keep running, running Good things keep coming, coming And going, going away Away, Away My heart keeps bumping, bumping And ooo you've done it, done it So why you so afraid? Afraid I just keep wandering and wondering Who you are, where you go, and can you go there with me? Baby Must these doubts of ours, doubt the stars Lining up, lighting up, like they're taking the lead? So what'll it be? She said "I'll just keep playing" I just keep wandering and wondering Who you are, where you go, and can you go there with me? Baby Must these doubts of ours, doubt the stars Lining up, lighting up, like they're taking the lead? So what'll it be? She said "I'll just keep Wandering and wondering Who you are, where you go, and can you go there with me? Baby Must these doubts of ours, doubt the stars Lining up, lighting up, like they're taking the lead? So what'll it be?" I said "I'll just keep playing"