Just In Case

There’s lots of people in the town
And all of them are beautiful
Yes, all of them are beautiful--but not one of them is you
I hear your voice in every song
The ache stays with me all night long
So may souls busy being strong and not one of them is you
Well I believed it wouldn’t hurt a bit
I believe all kinds of shit
The truth is—when you come to it—love finds its own way
Windows fogged with winter air
Skaters circle ‘round in pairs
My god your face is everywhre
And now the world’s a stranger plac
I’ll lick a tear from your face
No promises so just in case
Well I believed it wouldn’t hurt a bit
I believe all kinds of shit
The truth is—when you come to it—love finds its own way
There’s lots of people in this town
All of them are beautiful
Yes everyone is beautiful--but not one of them is you