My love It is a wily thing One hand in your hand One hand waving free My love My love, it runs on borrowed time Counted out in quarter-notes As it walks on by My love My love is looking out itself Ohh, outside your house As it comes and goes My love My love, it has been here before Looking in somebody's eyes Feeling bored My love you've better watch yourself My love will help itself To you inside My love do you remember when The time you, the feeling, oh the feeling Cause I don't I don't, I don't, I don't My love, can we go back to it Oh, your blue, blue veins In your white, white skin Moving under my lips Oh, I record all of it No I won't let it get away No I won't I won't, I won't forget