Words and Music by Mark Heard

I take the chance, I catch your sudden eyes
One glance, I realize I have no words
But if you'd listen to me, if you'd listen to me
If you'd listen, you would hear me
Fencing with the windmills of my deepest fears
Jousting with this armor that I've riveted on
And if I'd listen to You, if I'd listen to You
If I'd listen
I'd be a bit softer than stone

I never mean to mention things like that
But I always do
It's not like me to tip my hand
But I always do
I never mean to face this looking glass
But I always do
When I face You, I always do

I hit the floor, suggest we move our feet
Good mood is painted on our fleeting best
But if you'd listen to me, if you'd listen to me
If you'd listen, you might hear me
Blowing on a flute carved of hollow bone
Some somber tune that seems to suit my taste
And if I'd listen to You, if I'd listen to You
If I'd listen, I'd have fewer lines on my face

I never mean to mention things like that
But I always do
It's not like me to tip my hand
But I always do
I neever mean to face this looking glass
But I always do
When I face You, I always do