If paper came from money, love from a straw|If milk was made of honey, know what I'd be there for?|I'd be there for the pickup. I'd be there for the draw|I'd meet you in the middle where the ceiling hits the floor|Out the window, through the door||[Chorus:]|I know you think I'm leading you on|A tittle bit a coming on strong|But baby with you, that's not what I do|I ain't playing, I'm just saying|Follow me. I'm right behind you|Follow me. I'm right behind you||[Verse 2:]|If we go back to tomorrow, tomorrow we'll never know|How we got from where we were to where we're gonna go|Like an answer to a riddle, a flash in the pan|Caught up in a pickle, held up in a jam|Whoa, you are who you are and I am who I am||[Chorus:]|I know you think I'm leading you on|A tittle bit a coming on strong|But baby with you, that's not what I do|I ain't playing, I'm just saying|Follow me. I'm right behind you|Follow me. I'm right behind you||[Bridge:]|Like a reoccurring dream|In a place we've never been|Lost in the spaces an between||[Chorus:]|I know you think I'm leading you on|A tittle bit a coming on strong|But baby with you, that's not what I do|I ain't playing, I'm just saying|I know you think I'm leading you on|A tittle bit a coming on strong|But baby with you, that's not what I do|I ain't playing, I'm just saying|Follow me. I'm right behind you|Follow me. I'm right behind you|Follow me. I'm right behind you|Follow me. I'm right behind you|

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