I Always Do by Phil Keaggy

Phil Keaggy and Sunday's Child by Phil Keaggy

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I Always Do
by Phil Keaggy

Album: Phil Keaggy and Sunday's Child

I take the chance, I catch your sudden eye
One glance I realize I have no words
But if you'd listen to me, if you'd listen to me
If you'd listen, you would hear me ..

Fencing with the windmills of my deepest fears
Jousting with this armour that I've riveted on
And if I'd listen to you, if I'd listen to you
If I'd listen, I'd be a bit softer than stone.

I never mean to mention things like that but I always do
It's not like me to tip my hand but I always do
I never mean to face this looking-glass but I always do
When I face you, I always do.

I hit the floor suggest we move our feet
Good mood is painted on our fleeting best
But if you'd listen to me, if you'd listen to me
If you'd listen, you might hear me ..

Blowing on a flute carved of hollow bone
Some somber tune that seems to suit my taste
And if I'd listen to you, if I'd listen to you
If I'd listen, I'd have fewer lines on my face.

I never mean to mention things like that but I always do
It's not like me to tip my hand but I always do
I never mean to face this looking-glass but I always do
When I face you, oh, I always do, oh.

I never mean to mention things like that but I always do
It's not like me to tip my hand but I always do
I never mean to face this looking-glass but I always do
When I face you, when I face you.

But I always do
I always do
I always do
When I face you.