كلمات Wishful Thinker

I've got magic in my voice and wheels on my breath I've got age on my face and rhythm in my bed And don't think I don't note what has been said when you're seen with a man like me Now I don't know, girl, what happened to you But when I look into those eyes I can't find the truth What I see is a sad waste of beauty and youth Or am I a wishful thinker? I never meant, I never meant you harm, no Not sure how it ends, but it started with a kiss Then it rolls and pulls into something like bliss And your soft sleeping warmth cures my harsh emptiness Or was I an opportunist? I never meant, I never meant you harm Now there's something, Girl, I need you to know There will soon come a time when I will have to let go And when we're with others we can't let it show Oh come all ye wishful thinkers I never meant, I never meant you harm