| There Are None (Seems Like It) I just want to talk to a girl. I don't want to touch this, or touch that...not yet. I don't want to do this, or do that...not yet. I just want to talk to her, on warm summer nights, when the stars are out, and the moon is glowing. I don't want to kiss this, or kiss that...not yet. I just want to carry a conversation, a meaniful one, or maybe a frivolous one. I don't want to think this, or think that...not yet. I just want to talk to a girl, on warm summer nights, when the stars are out and the moon is glowing. |