Won't breathe a word of what you mean
It isn't a prize to boast nor gain to sing
And I act like I'm the first to ever have loved
But it wasn't meant to be - not with you, not like this, not with me
Head over shoulders, dived right in
All thats left to do is wait for this ship to sink
It isn't in the throws of passion, when I sigh a name I don't believe
It isn't when you say you love me, those words you never utter for me
Its when you glance my way from across the floor
Its when you touch my knee and no one knows
When you kiss my cheek and I'm half-asleep
Its when you nod your head to say 'I'll be there'
I cherish this friendship, that's what this is
A friend I love, a keepsake to keep
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