Front Row

It would be unwise To fantasise about your night It would be unwise To fantasise about your finding It would be unwise to Fantasise About the girl in the front row Who makes you feel That you'd like to know About her About you When there's nothing and everything to lose About her About you When there's nothing and everything to prove It would be unkind To think about about the backstage lights It would be unkind To compare it to a warmer night One where I stood where she stood And held nothing back Though I perhaps I thought I should So she could When it was new And I knew That there was nothing that I wouldn't do When it was new And I knew That there was nothing that I wouldn't do But I wouldn't keep you If you didn't want me to But when I close my eyes She is near to you And you are sound and song And sweet and it feeds and it feels And it's her and you And I'm trying not to slip But it's no use And I'm holding two Too much from you I'm holding two Too much from you I'm holding two I'm holding