Nearly Love - Darren Hayes

In my eyes…

Well your gaze always ends up there.

There’s a touch of the insincere,

But you can always tell I’m lying.

Fighting words…

Well nobody is keeping score,

But we’re winning a cold, cold war,

And I feel so cowardly.

And now I love you, love you

Only slightly less,

Than I loved you, loved you.

And it’s hard to confess,

But my nearly love

Is not real enough

To be the one,

To be the one.

In your touch…

Well your body can move in close,

But my heart is alone some ghost.

I’d never feel you anyway.

And now I love you, love you

Only slightly less,

Than I loved you, loved you.

And it’s hard to confess,

But my nearly love

Is not real enough

To be the one,

To be the one.

And now I love you, love you

Only slightly less,

Than I loved you, loved you.

And my heart’s in a mess,

Because my nearly love

Is not real enough

To be the one,

To be the one.

I love you, love you

Only slightly less,

Than I loved you, loved you.

And it’s hard to confess,

But my nearly love

Is not real enough

To be the one

To be the one

And now I love you, love you

Only slightly less,

Than I loved you, loved you.

And my heart’s in a mess,

Because my nearly love

Is not real enough

To be the one,

To be the one.