(D. Dickers)
I could write a symphony
or kill you with stupidity
your eyes the wouldn`t even blink
I`m not your type of man I think
I`d gladly give my heart to you
but I don`t think you want me to
cos thinking`s all I ever did
and actin` like a little kid
And if you could see me now
it would surely help to ease the pain
somehow
and if I would call your name
would you smile and walk away
or be askin` me to stay
If shyness was a prize to wear
then I would be a millionaire
our love is like a picture book
there`s nothing you can do but look
So I don`t want to break the ice
cos watching you is twice as nice
but nothing in the way you do
is givin` me the slightest clue
And if you could see me now
It would surely help to ease the pain
Somehow
and if I would call your name
would you smile and walk away
or be askin` me to stay
And if you could see me now
and if I would call your name
and if you could see me now