Song | Just Good Friends |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | The Thin Man Sings Ballads |
Drawing back the curtains, | |
Sluggish city daylight in the afternoon... | |
Here's that special silence, | |
Just before you walk out of the hotel room. | |
Each time we're so close I assume | |
That we'll never be again. | |
Oh, how long can we pretend | |
That we're just good friends? | |
A casual affair is all that you can spare | |
From your emotional change; | |
A calendar of meetings, strangers on the street | |
The best we ever arrange. | |
Now I just can't stand all the pain, | |
All the constant make and mend: | |
How long must we pretend | |
That we're just good friends? | |
I gave you my devotion, | |
Hiding nothing up my sleeve. | |
If I walked clean out of your life | |
Would you even notice me leave? | |
So much tangled-up emotion, | |
Should I stay or should I go? | |
If I walked clean out of your life | |
How long would it take you to know? | |
Are we such good friends? | |
You used to say "I love you", | |
You used to say "You make me feel alive and young". | |
Now we're just a habit, | |
A flavour, once a month, to titillate your tongue. | |
Oh, how sordid this has become | |
As the means approach the end – | |
Oh, how long can we pretend | |
That we're still good friends? | |
I gave you my devotion, | |
Hiding nothing up my sleeve. | |
If I walked clean out of your life | |
Would you even notice me leave? | |
So much tangled-up emotion, | |
Should I stay or should I go? | |
If I walked clean out of your life | |
How long would it take you to know? | |
Are we such good friends? | |
Are we still good friends? |
Drawing back the curtains, | |
Sluggish city daylight in the afternoon... | |
Here' s that special silence, | |
Just before you walk out of the hotel room. | |
Each time we' re so close I assume | |
That we' ll never be again. | |
Oh, how long can we pretend | |
That we' re just good friends? | |
A casual affair is all that you can spare | |
From your emotional change | |
A calendar of meetings, strangers on the street | |
The best we ever arrange. | |
Now I just can' t stand all the pain, | |
All the constant make and mend: | |
How long must we pretend | |
That we' re just good friends? | |
I gave you my devotion, | |
Hiding nothing up my sleeve. | |
If I walked clean out of your life | |
Would you even notice me leave? | |
So much tangledup emotion, | |
Should I stay or should I go? | |
If I walked clean out of your life | |
How long would it take you to know? | |
Are we such good friends? | |
You used to say " I love you", | |
You used to say " You make me feel alive and young". | |
Now we' re just a habit, | |
A flavour, once a month, to titillate your tongue. | |
Oh, how sordid this has become | |
As the means approach the end | |
Oh, how long can we pretend | |
That we' re still good friends? | |
I gave you my devotion, | |
Hiding nothing up my sleeve. | |
If I walked clean out of your life | |
Would you even notice me leave? | |
So much tangledup emotion, | |
Should I stay or should I go? | |
If I walked clean out of your life | |
How long would it take you to know? | |
Are we such good friends? | |
Are we still good friends? |