(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.