It's not about you, it's not about me either
It's not about the birds in the sky or how deep is the river
& while we contemplate this why don't we kiss
You look me up, you look me down
& I can feel the way you talk to me, it's a beautiful sound
& as the story still unfolds, I hold your hand in the dark & wonder
Could our lust turn to love
It's not about you, it's not about me either
It's not about the birds in the sky or how deep is the river
& while we contemplate this why don't we kiss
You reel me in with your longing stare
What's underneath - the logic's bare, is there a heart in there to feed
& although your hands can do a little dance all through the show
It's not romance, as such, it doesn't go that deep
Another verse, another man to muse upon
& it's not long before you're under my skin
I caught a glimpse of something more inside the heart
The mind, the soul of you - it's burning from within
In your stream of thoughts I’m free
A figurine amongst the debris
Look at us in the battle dust
Our little hearts are just caught up
And in your flow of words I fall
I made a veil with them, that’s all
I slip away in your refrain
This tenderness caught in a flame
It's not about you, it's not about me either
It's not about the birds in the sky or how deep is the river
& while we contemplate this why don't we kiss
Written, performed & produced © ℗ Gaynor Perry
Tenderness Caught In A Flame
oil on board , 70 x 70 cm
