Slipping and Sliding

Slipping and Sliding

He has always been the same,

Always seemed to be so cool.

Making all the moves,

Slipping and sliding his golden rule.

And always the same with friends,

Said he did, but he didn't really care.

Taking everything they had

But, when called, he just wasn't there.

He just slipping and sliding,

Just cruising and gliding,

Just free-loading and free-riding,

Just slipping and sliding.

You should have seen him with the girls.

Found 'love' an easy word to say.

But when they'd satisfied his need

He'd discard them, just throw them away.

So, what are you doing with him?

Aren't you listening to what I say?

He'll take all you have to give,

Then just leave and go his own way.

He just slipping and sliding,

Just cruising and gliding,

Just free-loading and free-riding,

Just slipping and sliding.

But when I look in the mirror,

Tell me who do I see? ,

Is that someone I recognise,

Slipping and sliding looking back at me?

So, if you're falling in love with me,

Please know the truth from the start.

I'll mean it when I say 'I love you',

Though I may not give you my heart.

But, I'll be honest, I'll be true,

The real person is who you will see.

And I'm happy now just to love you,

Even if this is all it will be.

I'm not slipping and sliding,

Nor cruising or gliding,

Nor free-loading or free-riding,

Not slipping or sliding.

Not slipping or sliding,

Not slipping or sliding,

Not slipping or sliding,

Not slipping or sliding.

© Brian Owen, BPO Songs