I Always Do

I take the chance I catch your sudden eye,
 One glance I realize I have no words.
 But if you'd listen to me, if you'd listen to me,
 If you'd listen you would hear me
 Fencing with the windmills of my deepest fears,
 Jousting with this armor that I've riveted on.
 And if I'd listen to You, if I'd listen to You,
 If I'd listen I'd be a bit softer than stone.
 I never mean to mention things like that
 But I always do,
 It's not like me to tip my hand
 But I always do,
 I never mean to face this looking-glass
 But I always do,
 When I face You, I always do.
 I hit the floor suggest we move our feet.
 Good mood is painted on our fleeting best.
 But if you'd listen to me, if you'd listen to me,
 If you'd listen you might hear me
 Blowing on a flute carved of hollow bone,
 Some somber tune that seems to suit my taste.
 And if I'd listen to You, if I'd listen to You,
 If I'd listen I'd have fewer lines on my face.
 I never mean to mention things like that
 But I always do,
 It's not like me to tip my hand
 But I always do,
 I never mean to face this looking-glass
 But I always do,
 When I face You, I always do