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