Lookin' On

What kind of love is this Concealed behind your kiss What kind of love would try Behind a silent cry To come stealing in, with an innocent grin To leave you staring At the empty ceiling, feeling nothing Lookin' on I'm just lookin' on. My cynic friends maintain A low profile with a high disdain I think I'll try once more to make friends With the wolves that live at my door And come stealing in, with their innocent grin And leave me staring At the empty ceiling Feeling absolutely nothing Lookin' on Leave you Lookin' on, lookin' on Leave you Lookin' on. What kind of mood will change Or ease this subtle flame What warm and blissful rain Might doubt your trust again For that beautiful thing That once made my poor heart sing Beautiful thing It's never going to leave me Believe me now. Just lookin', just lookin' Just lookin', just lookin', just lookin' on Lookin' on, lookin' on, lookin' on Lookin' on, lookin' on, lookin' on. What kind of mind will find Such a strange and empty time Draw the finest line Between loving and being too cruel to be kind To let love come stealing in With an innocent grin Leave you staring at the empty ceiling Feeling nothing Just lookin' on, lookin' on, lookin' on Just lookin'; lookin', lookin'! What kind of love is this Concealed behind your kiss What kind of love would try Behind the silent cry To come stealing in, with an innocent grin To leave you staring At the empty ceiling, feeling nothing Just look: just lookin' on I'm just lookin' Just lookin' on. Lookin' on.