Lines on your face

don’t both er me,

down in my chair

when you dance o ver me.

I can’t help my self;

I’ve got to see you a (Fm)gain.

Late in the night

when I’m all a lone

and I look at the clock

and I know you’re not home,

I can’t help my self;

I’ve got to see you a (Fm)gain.

I could al most go there

just to watch you be seen.

I could al most go there

just to live in a dream.

But no,

I won’t go

for an y of those things.

To not touch your skin

is not why I sing.

I can’t help my self,

I’ve got to see you a (Fm)gain.

I could al most go there

just to watch you be seen.

I could al most go

there

just to live in a dream.

But no,

I won’t go

to share you with them.

But oh,

e ven though

I know

where

you’ve been,

I can’t help my self;

I’ve got to see you a (Fm)gain.

Oh, I can’t help my self;

I’ve got to see you

a gain.