(Wilkinson) 



Love is the liar that no one can blame   

Everyone knows how it feels   

All of us given to lose or to gain   

So I won't question your reasons for keeping me   

Keeping me here now it's late   

Taking your time, making sure of mine   

Looking for something to say   

That would further your nervous design   

Wish I could tell you that I feel the same   

And it's keeping me here now it's late   



I believe you got to me and you know it   

I believe you won't let go   

I believe you got to me   

I know that you feel it too   

Got to me, got to you   



Looking at you sitting looking at me   

Feeling the night slip away   

To the morning away to the day   

Let it stay sleeping, nothing can keep me   

Away from you now that it's late   



I believe you got to me and you know it   

I believe you won't let go   

I believe you got to me, can you show it   

If you can then he has to know   

I believe you got to me   

I know that you feel it too   

Got to me, got to you