She Moves With the Fayre Songtext
von Paul Weller

Well, maybe I′m a crook for stealing your heart away
Yeah, maybe I'm a crook for not caring for it
Yeah, maybe I′m a bad, bad, bad, bad person
Well, baby, I know
And these fingertips
Will never run through your skin
And those bright blue eyes
Can only meet mine across the room filled
with people that are less important than you
All 'cause you love, love, love
When you know I can't love
You love, love, love
When you know I can′t love
You love, love, love
When you know I can′t love you
So I think it's best we both forget before we dwell on it The way you held me so tight
All through the night
′Til it was near morning
'Cause you love, love, love
When you know I can′t love
You love, love, love
When you know I can't love
You love, love, love
When you know I can′t love you
All 'cause you love, love, love
When you know I can't love
You love, love, love
When you know I can′t love
You love, love, love
When you know I can′t love you