My words cannot express what I think...

... better than this song.



Well I hope I don't fall in love with you; 'cause falling in love just makes me blue. Well, the music plays and you display; your heart for me to see. I had a beer and now I hear; you calling out of me. And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
Well, the room is crowded, people everywhere; and I wonder, should I offer you a chair? Well, if you sit down with this old clown; take that frown and break it; before the evening's gone away; I think that we could make it. And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
Well, the night does funny things inside a man. These old tomcat feelings you don't understand. Well, I turn around and look at you; you light a cigarette; I wish I had the guts to bum one; but we've never met. And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
I can see that you are lonesome just like me; and it being late you'd like some company. Well, I turn around and look at you; and you look back at me. The guy you're with, he's up and split; the chair next to you's free. And I hope that I don't fall in love with me.
Now it's closing time, the music's fading out. Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout. Well I turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found; I search the place for your lost face; guess I'll have another round. And I think that I just fell in love with you.