Speak Too Soon

Came my way on a summer day Flying out of broken soil Safe to say that you blinded me I saw you when my sight was sore Met your lips in the dead of night And took you on the kitchen floor Good god, I got it bad for you babe Guess I don't know anything about it Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room And I'll tell you how I feel but I don't want to speak too soon So I just pray it's all true Well you don't know much about me I'll explain it as best I can I'm afraid of getting rich just to find out It was only fools gold in my pan Time is wasted on a boy who's faking Pretending just to be a man Good god, I got it bad for you babe Guess I don't know anything about it Guess I thought you were preaching to an empty room And I'll tell you how I feel but I don't want to speak too soon So I just pray it's all true