If they asked me, I could write a book About the way you walk and whisper And look. I could write a preface On how we met So the world would never forget. And the simple Secret of the plot Is just to tell them That I love you, a lot Then the world discovers As my book ends How to make two lovers of friends
If they asked me, I could write a book About the way you walk and whisper And look. I could write a preface On how we met So the world would never forget. And the simple Secret of the plot Is just to tell them That I love you, a lot Then the world discovers As my book ends How to make two lovers of friends
