Tekster: Nickel Creek. Young.

(Chris Thile)

Young and with no clue.
An' I wanna love you.
Give me the key to,
What is so bad.

Everything I've read.
An' everything you've said,
Prove you're over my head.
Help me climb out.

I know that you told me nobody.
Are you sure you're that sure about me?

Hey, what did I do?
I've spoken too soon.
Listen, now this tune,
Forget the words.

Waited till someday,
'Cause when I know what you'd say.
Say it in the best way.
You've ever heard.

I know that you told me, nobody.
Are you sure you're that sure about me?

Young and with no clue.
Still wanna love you.
Give credit where it's due,
I've got good taste.

It's not like I wanna get married.
I never asked you to kiss me.
Just don't want you to be sorry.
You didn't try.