Well, I know it's getting kinda late I guess I should turn out the light and bide my time Tomorrow eight o'clock, you said, would be just fine But tomorrow's so far away And only you can make this brain shut down Oh, won't you come around? Now, I think I'm getting much too fond I know you got a lot of stuff going on You got your rules and you need your beauty sleep as well But time moves like glue And in my head it's you I'm always talking to I've been found! Oh, won't you come around With your long hair down? Won't you come around? Well, I don't want to move too fast I'm hoping this is gonna last—the way you smile When you catch me coming makes me ten foot high No I don't want to rush you now But maybe tonight you can break your rule somehow Oh, won't you come around With your long hair down? Won't you come around? And shut my thiking down? Oh, won't you come around?