What if I left before she asked me to stay?

And what if this lasted for one more long day?

And what if we ended it, right here and right now?

Before the first kiss

Before the first vow

Before the heart ached

And had time to bleed

Before the

“I feel”

the

“I want”

the

“I need”

And what if this meant that we’d say “Good-bye”?

Could I lie in her bed?

Would she give me a try?

Could we hold hands, on a warm autumn day?

Would I hold her in favor?

Come what, and come may?

Or is it too much to ask her to say?

(The look in her eye gives that right away…)

So

Don’t ask

and

Don’t tell

At a distance I’ll stay.

(Oh, what a mess, when feelings get in the way

Of the things you would say

And the games you should play)