These days a lot of people are making love
Throughout the day flying like a dove
I plan to wait for a different time
Maybe when I hear the wedding bells chime.
For now I will keep my body pure.
Until the time when I know I'm sure.
And then the love I will express.
Nevermore will I oppress.
To me making love is sacred.
Anyone at all can see me naked.
Doesn't mean they have my body.
Only one can steal my melody.
The one I love is the one who can have my flower.
A love that I can say is ours to share this memorable hour