(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