My mother said I'm too romantic She said You're dancing in the movies I almost started to believe her Then I saw you and I knew
Maybe it's cause I got a little bit older Maybe it's all that I've been through I'd like to think it's how you lean on my shoulder And how I see myself with you
I don't say a word But still, you take my breath and steal the things I know There you go, saving me from out of the cold
