The future of the evening, is in our handsAt the strike of midnight, hope you understandI gotta thing for you girl, that I’m not gonna hideIf it rains tomorrow, we can stay insideThe future of the evening…Baby its in.. our hands.Make it easy on meMake it easy on youWe’ll fall into each other’s arms that’s what we wanna do.That’s what we wanna do.Early in the morning, sat upon my roofAnd the sun was boring, compared to youYou got my affection, in custodyI got a resolution, come on and run with meEarly in the morning..I sat on my roof.. and the sun was boring…