As If We Were Lovers


You talk to me as if we were lovers
As if we were whispering under the covers
Beneath the mask of night words become a danger
Attention should be paid to statements that are made
A stranger does not have the right

To touch my hand as if we were lovers
As if we're standing silently in shadows
Out of sight of the others
You brush against me like the wind
Your presence is disarming
I'm failing to decide
Should our futures coincide
I'm alarmingly thinly skinned

I feel weak
It's hide and seek in grownup clothes
I count to ten
Hoping when opening my eyes
I'll see you didn't run away
It's not what you say
It's just the way you talk to me

You gaze at me as if we were lovers
As if by staring you'll find something left undiscovered
Like the heart that I pretend cannot be broken
Not be opened
Not be shown
Be known again

I feel weak
In grownup clothes
I count to ten
Hoping when opening my eyes
I'll see you didn't run away
It's not what you say
It's just the way
You talk to me
The way you brush my hand
It's the way you see
Pretend to understand
As if we were lovers
You come in like the wind
First, you circle slow
Then you move right in
As if we were lovers
As if we were lovers
If we were lovers...


words/music by Tom McCormack
1994 Spotted Dog (ASCAP)



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