CHORUS:
	Let's talk about
	love and lies and
	compromise,
	All those things that
	are so hard to
	talk about.

	It's so hard to
	keep this thing
	bottled up, but it's
	harder still to
	let it out.

VERSE 1
So many things that I want to tell you,
So many things that you need to hear.
Turn your ear (turn your ear)
and listen to my silence.

VERSE 2
I'm getting worser every day,
I'm getting worser as I pray
Just like a butterfly (a butter fly)
that turns into a caterpillar.

CHORUS

VERSE 3
Excuses seem the order of the day
Excuses get in every way
So excuse me ma'am (excuse me ma'am)
As I think of yet another one.

At night I dream of your sweet smell
I know the scent too very well
But my dreams (my dreams)
Are only in my head.

CHORUS

written and arranged by Terry Hart
lyrics (c) 1997 by Terry Hart