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