Lover’s Serenade

By A.J. Croce

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I thought it was love

It must have been whiskey

I thought I was dreaming

But I could not sleep

I said you were heavy

You said I was deep

I thought you were sexy

You thought I was cheap

But I woke up beside you

With nothing to say

And it's best to say nothing

It won't get in the way

I wrote you a letter

To thank you somehow

And I guess it seems silly

Looking back on it now

You said it was nothing

Your only reply

Man if you dig it

Then never ask why

It's my ego crusade

My emotional charade

My subconscious masquerade

It's a lover's serenade

Well I couldn't help asking

And I know I'm to blame

When you start asking questions

Nothing's the same

Cause you just might get answers

The dangerous kind

If I knew what I wanted

Then I wouldn't mind

Will you be here tomorrow

Cause darling I will

Can you stick the sorrow

Cause I'll be here still

Committed or not

Shackled or free

If your standing by someone

Stand by me