Beth Hart - If I tell you I love you

There are so many things I could say, my love

Make you trip, so your lips would be mine

There are so many things I could do, my love

To convince you my love is divine

There are so many words I could tell you

There are so many moments of time

But I say 'fore we go to the land down below

If I tell you I love you, I'm lying

There are so many places to go, my love

There are so many places to find

There are so many worlds to explore, my love

There are so many stars yet to shine

There are so many secrets to tell you

There are so many men on the line

But I say 'fore we go to the land down below

If I tell you I love you, I'm lying

I may be short of reason

To call you up next time

So if you like your women sweet,

Consider me your wine

I may be one for weekends

to call you when you're flying

But if I ever utter I love you, honey I am lying

And if I look into your eyes and tell you,

honey I am lying

And if I ever whisper words unheard,

such sultry words

Oh, oui, je t'aime … oh oui, je t'aime

Darling … I am lying!