There's a little girl, wanna make her mine.
What she wants, I don't know.
If red means stop and green means go,
Her light is always yellow.
I'm wrapped around her finger, she's slipping through my hands.
Every time I think I got her, I gotta think again.

I'm holdin' on to somethin',
That keeps lettin' me go.
Just a whole lot of heartache,
At the end of my rope.
I fall a little harder every time I drop,
But I keep reachin', I can't stop.
Holdin' on to somethin',
That keeps lettin' me go.

She calls me on the phone, says she's all alone,
Feelin' kind of lonely.
Says she can't wait so don't be late:
I promise her I wont be.
Ten minutes later i'm standin' at her door.
She's sayin': "Never mind, I ain't lonely anymore."