Sometimes you say a look will cross my eye
While we're sitting close to touch and talking
Like my heart is saying, don't go it all the way
Save that kind of feeling for another day
That kind of loving can make a traveler stay
Sometimes you say a look will cross my eye
While I sit alone and you are playing
Like my brain is saying don't play that song today
Not while I'm trying to pack and get on my way
That kind of music can make a fiddler stay
I guess I could get up and I would walk right out the door
And maybe I would forget you before I reach the highway
But sometimes a loving look comes across your eye
You're the sweetest thing that's ever touched me
I'm wishing I had met (loved) you later on in my life
But damned if your arms around me don't feel nice
Maybe if it happens once it can happen twice