(John Robinson / Franne Golde / Martin Walsh)
How many times, looking at your picture,
I`ve liked the way that you talk to me
But even in my dreams I`ve had to let you go.
I know, I know,
You`re gonna say it`s slippin` through our fingers
And all I want is, darlin`, to be wanting you
Get away, don`t give me the fever or the touch
`Cause it hurts too much.
We`ve got a way with pulling in closer
And treating love so recklessly
We`ve got a way with pushing our luck
Oh, I`ve got a way with you
And you`ve got a way with me.
We`ve got a way with taking it higher
And hanging on so helplessly
We`ve got a way with pushing our luck
Oh, I`ve got a way with you
And you`ve got a way with me.
How many times, thinking of the feelings
I like it better when you`re close to me
And in my heart, oh I`ll never let you go.
I know, I know,
And when I look, look into your eyes I see
The way you`re holding and you`re tempting me now,
I feel your kiss, oh I`ve got to get away
But tell me this, tell me will you miss me?
We`ve got a way with pulling in closer
And treating love so recklessly
We`ve got a way with pushing our luck
Oh, I`ve got a way with you
And you`ve got a way with me.
We`ve got a way with taking our chances
And hiding things that lovers do
But when you leave me, darling
I just can`t hold on to you.
Only for second chances,
Only for words we had to say,
Only to my real love,
Why did you get away?
We`ve got a way with pulling in closer
And treating love so recklessly
We`ve got a way with pushing our luck
Oh, I`ve got a way with you
And you`ve got a way with me.
We`ve got a way with taking our chances
And hiding things that lovers do
But when you leave me, darling
I just can`t hold on to you.
We`ve got a way with pulling in closer
And treating love so recklessly
We`ve got a way with pushing our luck
Oh, I`ve got a way with you
And you`ve got a way with me.
