Going To Malibu

when we meet on neutral ground,
 i can't belive how good you look.
 and the thoughts that race around my mind,
 fill a long unreadable book and
 i can feel the waves,
 i can sense the continents eroding,
 you say you know why i called you here,
 but you couldn't have any way of knowing, so
 that's not true.
 that's a mean thing to say.
 that's a damnable lie.
 that's a damnable lie.
 looking at you, and i don't know
 what it is i see
 and i know you're changing, almost indetectably.
 and i see a ship off the shore
 and i imagine it sinking.
 and you smile and you say that you know
 what it is that i'm thinking.
 that's not true.
 that's a rotten thing to say.
 that's a damnable lie.
 that's a damnable lie.