The Familiarity of Old Lovers Songtext
von Strawbs

The familiarity of old lovers
As intimate as thieves
A secret to be treasured
The guest who never leaves

The unlikelihood of wearing
Micky Mouse high heels
I don′t remember you that tall
But that's the way it feels

The familiarity of old lovers
The secret rendezvous
The members club in Chelsea
No-one ever knew


The uncertainty of knowing
Whether it could last
It might have done, but who knows
It′s buried in the past

The familiarity of old lovers
Much later, quite by chance
The lunchtime drink in Soho
We cut a merry dance

Regrettably we parted
So your way - I went mine
We stayed in touch whatever
Somehow it worked out fine

Now you've got a new man
I really wish you well
Who ever knows what might have been?
I won't ever tell


The familiarity of old lovers
It never ever leaves
A secret to be treasured
Through years of make believes