I Always Do - Phil Keaggy

I take the chance, I catch your sudden eye

One glance I realize I have no words

But if you’d listen to me, if you’d listen to me

If you’d listen, you would hear me.

Fencing with the windmills of my deepest fears

Jousting with this armour that I’ve riveted on

And if I’d listen to you, if I’d listen to you

If I’d listen, I’d be a bit softer than stone.

I never mean to mention things like that but I always do

It’s not like me to tip my hand but I always do

I never mean to face this looking-glass but I always do

When I face you, I always do.

I hit the floor suggest we move our feet

Good mood is painted on our fleeting best

But if you’d listen to me, if you’d listen to me

If you’d listen, you might hear me.

Blowing on a flute carved of hollow bone

Some somber tune that seems to suit my taste

And if I’d listen to you, if I’d listen to you

If I’d listen, I’d have fewer lines on my face.

I never mean to mention things like that but I always do

It’s not like me to tip my hand but I always do

I never mean to face this looking-glass but I always do

When I face you, oh, I always do, oh.

I never mean to mention things like that but I always do

It’s not like me to tip my hand but I always do

I never mean to face this looking-glass but I always do

When I face you, when I face you.

But I always do

I always do

I always do

When I face you.