"Sort Of"

".. you've got the sort of face to start this old heart.
But your eyes are warning me this early morning that my love's too big for you, my love."

".. you've got the sort of laugh that waters me & makes me grow tall & strong & proud.."

"I find you stunning, but you are running me down."

"& if I was stronger then I would tell you no."

"& if I was stronger then I would up & go."

"But here I am & here we go again."

".. you've got the sort of eyes that tell me tales that your sort of mouth just will not say."

"The truth impales that you don't need me, but you won't leave me."

"My love's too big for you, my love."