LOVERS SERENADE
Written by A.J. Croce,
Croce Publishing (ASCAP)
I thought it was love
It must have been whiskey
I thought I was dreaming
But I could not sleep
I said you were heavy
You said I was deep
I thought you were sexy
You thought I was cheap
But I woke up beside you
With nothing to say
And it's best to say nothing
It won't get in the way
I wrote you a letter
To thank you somehow
And I guess it seems silly
Looking back on it now
You said it was nothing
Your only reply
Man if you dig it
then never ask why
It's my ego crusade
My emotional charade
My subconscious masquerade
It's a lover's serenade
Well I couldn't help asking
And I know I'm to blame
When you start asking questions
Nothing's the same
Cause you just might get answers
The dangerous kind
If I knew what I wanted
Then I wouldn't mind
Will you be here tomorrow
Cause darling I will
Can you stick the sorrow
Cause I'll be here still
Committed or not
Shackled or free
If your standing by someone
Stand by me