Iâve got magic in my voice and wheels on my breath.
Iâve got age on my face and rhythm in my bed.
And donât think I donât note what has been said
when youâre seen with a man like me.
Now I donât know, girl, what happened to you.
But when I look into those eyes I canât find the truth.
What I see is a sad waste of beauty and youth.
Or am I a wishful thinker?
I never meant, I never meant you harm.
I never meant, I never meant you harm, no.
Not sure how it ends, but it started with a kiss.
Then it rolls and pulls into something like bliss.
And your soft sleeping warmth cures my harsh emptiness.
Or was I an opportunist?
I never meant, I never meant you harm
I never meant, I never meant you harm
Now thereâs something, Girl, I need you to know.
There will soon come a time when I will have to let go.
And when weâre with others we canât let it show.
Oh come all ye wishful thinkers.
I never meant, I never meant you harm
I never meant, I never meant you harm
I never meant, I never meant you harm