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
Baby is a tentative man