This is the love song you'll never hear
Just a warm breeze between my mouth and your ear.
And I, I know the look of a girlfriend
I, I know the hanging by
And I, I know the "Hey, are you coming?"
It takes the whole of me to choke down my sigh
Just admit that for once there is no appropriate thing to say
By the look of you I think that maybe you enjoy it this way
Boys, you'll see here to your right our age old example of masochist
Hand me off the nametag and I'll take your place as first on the list
Just tell me when you're ready
See my shine in the corner of your eye
Can't you see you're bored already?
But you just keep me on standby
[Chorus] (Hey! )
This is a lovesong you'll never hear, just a warm breeze.
A warm, a warm breeze.
Between my mouth... and your ear.