Thought I heard you say,
“I Love You,” today
For all I know
You were talking to somebody else
Anyway
Thought I saw you smile today
When I
reminded you of something
somebody else said
who carried a tray
Thought I felt you today
when you brushed against me
By accident
But that’s my defense
Anyway
Lovers before friends
Before the door closes
Meet their bitter ends
Again and again
Until the bruises begin
Take their lumps in smaller doses
Remember when I tasted your kisses
on your beautiful mouth
No time for misses
Sweet as Peach Tea
Somewhere deep in the South
You probably don’t remember me, anyway
Anytime
You’re in the mood
Call me up and I’ll come over and stay
And if you change your mind
I won’t mind
I’ll be here, anyway