I've had enough of danger
And people on the streets
Im looking out for angels
Just trying to find some peace
Now I think its time
That you let me know
So if you love me
Say you love me
But if you dont just let me go...
cos teacher
There are things that I don't want to learn
And the last one I had
Made me cry
So I dont want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
Think that youre mine
Because it aint no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
When you were just a stranger
And I was at your feet
I didnt feel the danger
Now I feel the heat
That look in your eyes
Telling me no
So you think that you love me
Know that you need me
I wrote the song, I know its wrong
Just let me go...
And teacher
There are things
That I dont want to learn
Oh the last one I had
Made me cry
So I dont want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
Think that youre mine
Because it aint no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
So when you say that you need me
That youll never leave me
I know youre wrong, youre not that strong
Let me go
And teacher
There are things
That I still have to learn
But the one thing I have is my pride
Oh so I dont want to
Hold you, touch you
Think that youre mine
Because there aint no joy
For an uptown boy
Who just isnt willing to try
Im so cold
Inside
Maybe just one more try...
And people on the streets
Im looking out for angels
Just trying to find some peace
Now I think its time
That you let me know
So if you love me
Say you love me
But if you dont just let me go...
cos teacher
There are things that I don't want to learn
And the last one I had
Made me cry
So I dont want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
Think that youre mine
Because it aint no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
When you were just a stranger
And I was at your feet
I didnt feel the danger
Now I feel the heat
That look in your eyes
Telling me no
So you think that you love me
Know that you need me
I wrote the song, I know its wrong
Just let me go...
And teacher
There are things
That I dont want to learn
Oh the last one I had
Made me cry
So I dont want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
Think that youre mine
Because it aint no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
So when you say that you need me
That youll never leave me
I know youre wrong, youre not that strong
Let me go
And teacher
There are things
That I still have to learn
But the one thing I have is my pride
Oh so I dont want to
Hold you, touch you
Think that youre mine
Because there aint no joy
For an uptown boy
Who just isnt willing to try
Im so cold
Inside
Maybe just one more try...