Jonatha Brooke - Linger Lyrics
I am walking past the sprinklers and the newly painted porchesAnd the lemonade stand girls on a suburban afternoonI am leaving cuz I love you, I am leaving cuz I don'tAnd I am hoping you will follow, and I'm praying that you won'tLet me goI am captive in your presence I will melt before your eyesBut I still crave your approval, and I'm helpless when you criticize, criticizeCuz it's written on your body -- it's on the tip of your tongueThe look in your eyes, in the glare of the sunThe touch of your cold fingers, when you say goodbyeThe way that you lingerThe way that you lieYou saw me through the keyhole of a door that I kept lockedBut I'd decorate the threshold just in case you knockedWhat I might feel on the edges you will never come to knowAnd who I might be in the corners I will never ever ever ever showNever showCuz it's written on my body -- it's on the tip of my tongueThe look in my eyes, in the glare of the sunThe touch of my cold fingers, when I say goodbyeThe way that I lingerThe way that I lieWho said that love would linger who said that love would lastWhen we cannot seize the moment and we will not leave the pastI don't think I was afraid of you but how could I be sureWhen with every altercation you were showing me the doorWell here I go, here I go, here I go...Cuz it's written on our bodies -- it's on the tip of our tonguesThe look in our eyes, in the glare of the sunThe touch of our cold fingers, when we say goodbyeThe way that we lingerThe way that we lieThe touch of your fingersThe look in your eyesThe way we accuseThe way we deny
