I can see in your eyes that you mean it.
I can feel in your arms that it’s true.
And though I just heard myself say it,
Baby, I’m lying to you.
All of these years you’ve been lonely,
And not knowing not what you should do.
And though you are right, I’ve been looking as well.
Babe, I’m not looking for you.
I’m just as damn disappointed as you,
Only I just do better to hide it.
And the one thing that keeps me from falling for you,
Is I’m truly alone and I like it.
As we lie in bed I feel lonely,
Though we’re young, I feel eighty years old.
And your arms around me are keeping me warm.
But baby, I’m still feeling cold.
And girl you must know you are lovely,
You’re kind and you’re beautiful too.
And I feel in some way I do love you
But babe, I’m not in love with you.
It may seem strange that still I stay with you,
If it’s true you’re not really the one.
And why don’t I just keep on looking for her?
Because I found her and now she is gone.