My baby talks a little awkward
His manner is reserved
His intentions are brave
But he loses his nerve

And when he comes around to see me
He's not assertive like he planned
I understand
Baby, is a tentative man

He don't sit too close to me
I must scare him half to death
And if I brush against him
I hear him catch his breath

And if he brings himself to touch me
There's hesitation in his hand
I understand
Baby, is a tentative man

I say maybe it's time he's taking
Maybe he's been badly burned
Maybe that's the way God made him
I don't feel concerned

'Cause when I catch his shining eyes
I have found a love so grand
I understand