On one hand I count the reasons I could stay with you And hold you close to me, all night long So many lover's games I'd love to play with you On that hand there's no reason why it's wrong. But on the other hand, there's a golden band To remind me of someone who would not understand On one hand I could stay and be your lovin' man But the reason I must go is on the other hand. In your arms I feel the passion that I thought had died When I looked into your eyes I found myself When I first kissed your lips I felt so alive I've got to hand it to you girl, you're something else. But on the other hand, there's a golden band To remind me of someone who would not understand On one hand I could stay and be your lovin' man Oh, but the reason I must go is on the other hand. Yes, the reason I must go is on the other hand.