The Sweetest Thing

I can sing a song, about a lady

With clear blue eyes, and soft and silky skin.

I wanted her, to be my lover,

But I was only wanted as a friend.

And every time that I saw her

I got that hungry feeling, deep inside

So many times I tried to tell her

That kind of love is too damned hard to hide.

Doesn't life work out funny

It's not quite the way, that you dream

But that gal was, the sweetest thing,

That I have every seen.

Don't you know that I had a good time,

Just living in these old yesterdays

I couldn't see where I was headed

But I guess it doesn't matter anyway.

Doesn't life work out funny

It's not quite the way, that you dream

But that gal was, the sweetest thing,

That I have every seen.