To me you're always on time And me, I'm always last in line Something echo's without being said I need to side it right this time Give it up I just want to know that you're cool enough Maybe in the weekend we can dance it up I'm just so tired of you not being in love with me In the courtyard I see you move I can't explain what it does to me All the colors dripping, paints, sounds, making me so weak I don't know what I can do to make you lose Your mind all night on me (Let go of your mind). Give it up I just want to know that you're cool enough Maybe in the weekend we can dance it up I'm just so tired of you not being in love with me.