Richard Thompson The Way That It Shows
You're going to give yourself away One of these nights Your gaze of compassion Just a little too right Your hug of encouragement A little too tight ANd then he'll know It's the little things betray You're going to give yourself away To some Casanova On the spills and stains Of a backstage sofa He'll catch you yawning With one leg over And there's the sin Must be the enemy within CHORUS That's the way that it shows A slip of the tongue A squeeze of the hand That's the way that it shows There's glycerine in the tear Rouge in the blush Your artful stammer A little too rushed All passion to the eye All cold to the touch And then he'll guess Your mind has drifted in the kiss There's a chink in your armour A crack in your defenses When your iron will Gives way to your senses Your whispered sweet nothings All sound like expenses And that's enough He won't believe your words of love CHORUS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
