Capo on 1st             Like a turning head Like a second look       Like a burning leaf of an open book              Like a pounding sea         Like a messy crime     When your eyes first met with mine               Like a broken word      Like a tragic smile   Like a thousand steps or a single mile              Like a lonely chance   Like a savage glow      When you turned and said hello            I was just about to go         There were flowers on the ceiling        You left me feeling Like a fading voice Like a closing door Like a dozen lies and a dozen more Like a twisted tongue Like distant bike When we broke out into the dark The stars looked like burning sparks The lights were warm but chilling You left me feeling Tired Could not close my eyes       On fire But frozen inside   To run or to hide   Speechless my words could not melt          Whisper I wanted to shout With out you I felt    Like a fleeting thought Like a double eight           Like a gentle fear of a warming taste Like a placid breath Like a cooling blow           When you stopped and held me close Inside I nearly froze Your touch is almost healing You left me feeling Tired Could not close my eyes       On fire But frozen inside   To run or to hide   Speechless my words could not melt          Whisper I wanted to shout With out you I felt    Like a setting sun     Like a last goodbye        Like an incomplete lullaby