(Wilkinson)



Love is the liar that no one can blame

Everyone knows how it feels

All of us given to lose or to gain

So I won't question your reasons for keeping me

Keeping me here now it's late

Taking your time, making sure of mine

Looking for something to say

That would further your nervous design

Wish I could tell you that I feel the same

And it's keeping me here now it's late



I believe you got to me and you know it

I believe you won't let go

I believe you got to me

I know that you feel it too

Got to me, got to you



Looking at you sitting looking at me

Feeling the night slip away

To the morning away to the day

Let it stay sleeping, nothing can keep me

Away from you now that it's late



I believe you got to me and you know it

I believe you won't let go

I believe you got to me, can you show it

If you can then he has to know

I believe you got to me

I know that you feel it too

Got to me, got to you