On one hand I count the reasons, I could stay with you;
And hold you close to me all night long.
So many lover's games I'd love to play with you;
On that hand, there's no reason, why it's wrong.

chorus

But on the other hand, there's a golden band.
To remind me of someone who would not understand.
On one hand I could stay and be your loving man;
But the reason I must go, is on the other hand.

In your arms, I feel the passion I thought had died;
When I looked into your eyes, I found myself.
And when I first kissed your lips, I felt so alive;
I've got to hand it to you girl, you're something else.

repeat chorus

Yes, the reason I must go is on the other hand.