Weak - Adommy -

Oh, my wrists are weak
But if I could lift your body-
out of a crash of the waves,
out of bed or onto me

I am so small compared to him. So fragile.  So shy.  He, on the other hand, was so open-minded, and out there, like a male Lady GaGa so to speak.

Working too hard gets me acting like a letter;
So, before you tell me you're not worth the worry -
Hurry.

The timid guy I am began crying one night, over nothing really, I just needed to let the tears out. Has that ever happened to you? 'Cause, truthfully, it had been happening a lot lately.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.
I like to hurry when I'm wanting you.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.

I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that Adam was always involved in the tears. When I got up the strength and courage to tell him, he would be asleep on the couch. I thought of sneaking out there once, but Monte is a light sleeper so I would wake him up and boom! my cover is blown.

Tonight was like most I had that week, however, I sniffed up my tears and climbed down my ladder.

Make me go without a word,
Get so crazy when you shut up.
Wake up in a panic,
Room is dark - you know this body.

"Adam…" I whispered. He bolted up; I guess he was a light sleeper too.

"Oh, Tommy you scared me, what's up?" He asked rubbing his eyes, the time I chose to come talk not fazing him.

"Well…"

"Oh my god! What's wrong? You look like you've been crying!" Adam seemed frantic.

"I was…"

"Oh, Glitterbaby, why?" He hugged me, and that of course did not help. You always cry harder when someone hugs you, it's a known fact.

Could be this way with almost just anybody,
so put me next to the window;
put me next to the light.

"It's nothing…" Lie.

"If it was nothing, why would you come out her to see me?" He asked with a smirk.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.
I like to hurry when I'm wanting you.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.

"Adam I love you." The words escaped my mouth as if they were all one word.

"Whoa…slow down there Speedy Gonzales." Adam chuckled. "Now what did you say?"

"Adam…" I said.

"Mmhm…"

"I love you."

Don't judge a book by the size of its wrists.
(Hurry, hurry)
Are you undecided?
(Hurry, hurry, hurry)
Don't judge a book by the size of its wrists.
(Hurry, hurry)
Are you undecided?
(Hurry, hurry)

"I…I thought…" Adam stammered.

I sighed, "I lied. I'm not straight, as you now can tell."

He sat there, looking at me. For once, I felt like the stronger person, Adam seemed weak at this very moment.

"Tommy…I love you too…" Adam said, then he grabbed my neck and pulled me in and kissed me. "I love you so much…"

Hurry, hurry, hurry