nearly love

Darren Hayes

In my eyes
Well your gaze always ends up there
Thereââ?¬â?¢s a touch of the insincere
But you can always tell Iââ?¬â?¢m lying

Fighting words
Well nobody is keeping score
But weââ?¬â?¢re winning a cold, cold war
And I feel so cowardly

And now I love you, love you
Only slightly less than I loved you, loved you
And itââ?¬â?¢s hard to confess but my nearly love is not real enough
To be the one
To be the one

In your touch
Well your body can move in close
But my heart is alone some ghost
Iââ?¬â?¢d never feel you anyway

And now I love you, love you
Only slightly less than I loved you, loved you
And itââ?¬â?¢s hard to confess but my nearly love is not real enough
To be the one
To be the one

And now I love you, love you
Only slightly less than I loved you, loved you
And my heartââ?¬â?¢s in a mess because my nearly love is not real enough
To be the one
To be the one

I love you, love you
Only slightly less than I loved you, loved you
And itââ?¬â?¢s hard to confess but my nearly love is not real enough
To be the one
To be the one

And now I love you, love you
Only slightly less than I loved you, loved you
And my heartââ?¬â?¢s in a mess because my nearly love is not real enough
To be the one
To be the one