Ever watch someone who is trying to avoid a truth about themself? Deny, Deny, Deny, but that pesky reality keeps poking it's head up.
It's obvious to everyone what's going on. He's falling in love and he's the only one who doesn't know it!
Recorded at Azalea Studios, Brentwood, Tn.
Featuring:
Doug Robertson: Acoustic Guitar and Vocals
Chas Williams: Lead Guitar
Ron de la Vega: Bass
Dave Hoffner: Piano
Ron Krasinski: Drums
Nancy Moran: Vocals
©2020 Robertson/Ribas ASCAP CD Baby Publishing
Lyrics
You read between my lines
But I never wrote anything there
I don’t know my own mind
But to you it’s all perfectly clear
You just glance at me
I break out in a cold sweat
It ain’t no big thing
Cause’ I ain’t never been caught yet!
Where there’s smoke, there’s not always fire
Drop of rain don’t mean we’re having a flood
Summer breeze don’t mean impending hurricane
And like don’t always mean love
Don’t say I’m falling,
I’ve been hearing that way too much
This ain’t love calling,
I ain’t never gonna bite the dust.
I like that slow burn,
the one I feel when you’re calling my name.
Ooh then you’ll touch me
and consume me like a flame
I ain’t falling in love,
I ain’t falling in love,
I ain’t falling in love,
I ain’t falling in love,
Don’t say I’m falling,
I’ve been hearing that way too much
This ain’t love calling,
I ain’t never gonna bite the dust.
I like that slow burn,
the one I feel when you’re calling my name.
Ooh then you’ll touch me
and consume me like a flame
Where there’s smoke, there’s not always fire
Drop of rain don’t mean we’re having a flood
Summer breeze don’t mean impending hurricane
And like don’t always mean love