Texty: Barbara Dickson. Blood Brothers. Saying A Word.

If I could stand inside his shoes I'd say,
How can I compare thee to a summer's day
I'd take a page in all the papers, I'd announce it on the news
If I was the guy, if I was in his shoes.
If I was him I'd bring you flowers an' ask you to dance
We'd while away the hours makin' future plans
For rainy days in country lanes and trips to the sea.
I'd tell you that I love you if it were me.

But I'm not saying a word,
I'm not saying I care,
Though I would like you to know,
That I'm not saying a word,
I'm not saying I care,
Though I would like you to know

If I was him, I'd have to tell you,
What I've kept in my heart,
That even if we had to live some worlds apart
There would not be a day in which I'd not think of you.
If I was him, if I was him.
That's what I'd do.

But I'm not saying a word
I'm not saying I care
Though I would like you to know
That I'm not saying a word,
I'm not saying I care,
Though I would like you to know