Stop Listening - Tanita Tikaram

I’m happy to be here

I’m happy to be with you

For where in a lifetime

Do we do the things we really want to Now old friends they watch lovers

They wonder where we’re going to They know each look from the other

And they accuse you, accuse you

It’s on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and

Don’t do this to me, stop listening, start calling my name

Stop turning from me, start feeling I’m here, stop listening

Keep holding me

I’m happy to lie here

Well, I’m happy to touch your face

I’ve got nothing to fear here

So these feelings, they cannot be placed

Oh, why do you never listen?

What do you ever want?

It’s funny how I feel like, some kind of person

Another kind of person I would never like to be