And Still Be Loving You

-Kim Carnes-

You're the poets finest song

And like a painter you can move me with your sunrise

Touch me with the look I see in your eyes

And I fall again

In the silence after love

With the words that go unsaid I'll understand you

Things may not work out the way we've planned them to

But I'll fall again

Loves been called a game

Winner takes it all

And everyone who plays

Plays knowing he could fall

And if love's a game 

I'd rather lose to you

Than win with someone else

And still be loving you

And when the love songs have all been sung

Time has taken down its last December

You will be the one love I remember and I'll fall again

For like the fool I am

I'll be the pawn again

Move me as you will

'Cause I've always given in

And if love's a game 

I'd rather lose to you

Than win with someone else

And still be loving you

Still be loving you . . .