(Lyrics: Daryl Hall, John Oates, Sara Allen; Music: Daryl Hall)


Maybe I speak too soon

Maybe I play too hard

And I listen to major worries in a minor way

You sent your message to me

Made a move that I'd understand

When you moved from a ticket in line

To a room in L.A.

There was a time spit second I could have said please

Fool around and my guard was down by a few degrees


An unguarded minute has an accident in it.


I guess I should have tried a little bit

Yeah, I could have changed

I could be anything that ya want

But it wouldn't be me

Do anything that you say

Use any thought to armor the way

So do you love them man that I am,

Or what you want me to be

I wanna hold you now but I can let you go

So anytime you can do better just let me know


An unguarded minute has an accident in it

I wanna hold you tight.