Sometimes your touch is so soft I can't feel it Sometimes your voice is all that I could need Sometimes your eyes, they could pierce through the darkness When you think I don't see you looking at me Well, a fire burns slow if you know how to build it The heat travels up from the ground toward the trees And when the winds change, I know smoke follows beauty I follow it up till it's you that I see Oh, it's a shame, it's a shame The last one to know is the first to complain Oh, beware of the dark For all of your secrets are shared with a spark You're warm to the touch, but you're bitter as sin And I think the late nights are doing you in And no matter the song, it's the blues that you sing And sometimes I wish they were all about me Oh, it's a shame, it's a shame The last one to know is the first to complain Oh, beware of the dark For all of your secrets are shared with a spark Well, you can't help the way that you feel in the morning Unless you can take back the night No, you can't laugh long enough You can't live hard enough You can't hold me that tight Because sometimes your touch is so soft I can't feel it Sometimes your voice is all that I could need Sometimes your eyes, they could pierce through the darkness When you think I don't see you looking at me You think I don't know you're looking at me You don't know I see you looking at me