I don't want to be pursued... I would much rather be wooed. 'Cause the word "pursue" conveys A predator stalking prey - Well, at least it does to me - Wooed is what I want to be, 'Cause it hints at tenderness, Like it's based on thoughtfulness.
A pursuer seeks a prize; That sounds nice, 'til you realize That he'll put you on display... 'Til the newness fades away. On a pedestal, there's nowhere Left to go but downward from there. I don't want to take that tumble, But I know sometimes I'll stumble... So romance that starts with a woo Is the kind I'd rather pursue.