Not by what you say
if I thought that, for sure, I'd think
I was the smelly fish water
your cat just had
Not by what you say
or I'd think you hate
me with the passion one
hates the guy who just
took the last
cigarette
No, not that way at all
or I'd think I was the
dirty mat you wiped
your muddy boots on
after a rainstorm...
But by the way you look
at me, I see
the love in your eyes that
you have for me
no matter how hard you try
to hide it from me
And by the little things you do
like offering your meal to me
and helping me to make it
just right and
eating together like
the old married couple around
the corner
Then there are the times you let me know
when there is trouble ahead
when the road is gonna
be bumpy and
and you try to protect me
In those ways, I know,
and not long from here, in
another time, you'll
decide that you 'd rather
be with me then
without and
you'll come back
you will
and just by the way you
kiss me
then I'll know..
