Playing cold on purpose, sometimes
Lining up teasing words, sometimes
How can he get me to fall for him
His hand is all too easy to read
Not saying it himself, wanting me to
Your little scheme — I see right through
Even if you fake the rooster's cry to fool the guard
The Gate of Meeting Hill won't open in the night
No matter how sweet your words piled high
I'm not going to say "I love you" first
Thought I'd melt? You sweet thing
I love flipping expectations like this
Lightly deflecting, giving a smile
Because I'm not saying it first
Bringing up other girls on purpose
Testing whether I'll get jealous, right
That part of you is a little cute
But that trick isn't going to move me
You think losing means falling for real
So you can't say it — I know that too
Even if you fake the rooster's cry to fool the guard
The Gate of Meeting Hill won't open in the night
Teasing, testing, keeping me waiting
You want to stay somewhere it doesn't hurt you?
Old tricks and new traps alike
Already visible — from a thousand years ago
I'll slip past with a wink
Because I'm not saying it first
The one who never lost with words to anyone
Is laughing across a thousand years
The love she won with wit and pride
Rides in this song, still ringing
Even if you fake the rooster's cry to fool the guard
The Gate of Meeting Hill won't open in the night
Even if you fake the rooster's cry to fool the guard
The Gate of Meeting Hill won't open in the night
You want to hear my answer that badly?
Then you say it first
The truth is, I've decided long ago
But I'm not going to tell you that easily
The key to this gate — I haven't thrown it away
I'm waiting, until you say it
The gate won't open... until you say it...
