Song Lyrics

I take the chance, I catch your sudden eye,
One glance, I realise I have no words,
But if you'd listen to me, if you'd listen to me,
If you'd listen, you would hear me fencing with the windmills of my deepest fears,
Jousting with this armour that I've riveted on,
And if I'd listen to you, if I'd listen to you,
If I'd listened, I'd be a bit softer than stone.

I never mean to mention things like that, but I always do,
It's not like me to tip my hand, but I always do,
I never mean to face this looking-glass, but I always do when I face you,
I always do.

I hit the floor, suggest we move our feet,
Good mood is painted on our fleeting best,
But if you'd listen to me, if you'd listen to me,
If you'd listen, you might hear me blowing, on a flute carved of hollow bone, some sombre tune that seems to suit my taste,
And if I'd listened to you, if I'd listened to you,
If I'd listened, I'd have fewer lines on my face.

I never mean to mention things like that, but I always do,
It's not like me to tip my hand, but I always do,
I never mean to face this looking-glass, but I always do when I face you,
Oh, I always do, oh,
I never mean to mention things like that, but I always do,
It's not like me to tip my hand, but I always do,
I never mean to face this looking-glass, but I always do when I face you, when I face you.

But I always do,
I always do,
I always do when I face you.


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