Handing me a looking glass
You asked me who it was I saw
But if I was to answer you
You know I'd surely answer wrong
'Cause I've loved you too long
I've loved you too long
Turning halfway toward the sun
You asked me to become your shade
But why should I be made to run
At the end of the parade?
Love is not that way at all
Love is not that way
Looking back now toward the start
You said you thought I'd lost my path
And I asked if you still considered love an art
And you said, "No, I think it's more a craft"
And I just turned and laughed
I just had to turn and laugh