Mary Anna, tear down the wall
You never shied away from all those things before
Mary Anna, tear down the wall
It's always better to be scared than to be bored
Mary Anna, pick up the phone
I never pegged you for the type to stay at home
Mary Anna, pick up the phone
The night is young, let's make some stories of our own..
Chor:
You aught to fall into my arms
I'm not the one who'll break you
You aught to fall into my arms
Not going to try and make you
You aught to fall into my arms
Just let the moment take you
You aught to fall into my arms
Not going to try and make you
