If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot
And the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers of friends
I say if they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget
I know the simple, simple secret of the plot (oh plot, plot)
Is to tell you, oh, I miss you a lot (oh, baby)
And the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers of friends
