No More Often Than That

Do I think about you; 
wonder what you’re doin’; 
remember how your eyes 
sparkle when you smile? 
Yes, I suppose I do, 
every once in a while. 

When my heart’s beatin’ 
When my blood’s flowin’ 
With every breath that I’m breathin’ 
But no more often than that. 

Do you invade my dreams; 
do I wish I could feel 
the soft touch of your hand 
and the sweetness of your kiss? 
Yes, I guess that it’s true, 
some of these things I miss. 

When my heart’s beatin’ 
When my blood’s flowin’ 
With every breath that I’m breathin’ 
But no more often than that. 

Do I think about you 
wonder how you’re feelin’; 
remember what it’s like 
wrapped up in your arms? 
I guess if I admit it 
there would be no real harm. 

When my heart’s beatin’ 
When my blood’s flowin’ 
With every breath that I’m breathin’ 
But no more often than that. 
No, no more often than that. 





                      february 2002