You could be a glance across the room,
You could be a whistle,
You could be an afternoon.
You could be the second thought in a poet’s heart, the forgotten part.
You could be the one that got away.

But you could never be a love song.
You could never be a love song.
You could never be a love song.
You could never be a love song.

You could be a book without a broken spine,
The cellar wine.
You could be a Tennessee valley stream.
You could be a long night I can’t remember right,
That brought me to my knees.

But you could never be a love song.
You could never be a love song.
You could never be a love song.
You could never be a love song.

I can’t take this anymore.
The news is breaking down my door.
I could be a choir of angels,
I could be the one that you adore.

But you could never be a love song.
You could never be a love song.
You could never be a love song.
I guess this is a love song…