The Circle Is Small
It's all right for some - but not all right for me
When the one that I'm loving slips around.
You think it's fine to do things I cannot see
And you're doing it to me....
Baby can't you see that I know how it is.
I can see it in your eyes
And feel it in the way you kiss my lips;
I can hear it in your voice
When ever we are talking like this;
I can see what you believe in
When his name is mentioned and I die.....
I can watch the way you walk
The way you talk, the way you close your eyes....
It's all right for some - but not all right to be
Where the one that I'm loving can't be found.
The city where we live might be quite large
But the circle is small -
Why not tell us all and then all of us will know.
I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips;
I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking like this;
I can see what you believe in when his name is mentioned and I die.....
I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes.
It's all right to leave - but not all right to lie
When you come home and you can't say where you've been....
You think it's fine to do things I cannot see
And you're doing it to me -
Baby can't you see that I know how it is.....
I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips;
I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking like this;
I can see what you believe in when his name is mentioned and I die.....
I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes.
© 1968, 1978 Gordon Lightfoot
