i've never told you the story
about a summer night a couple years ago
the only time i've seen you play alone
no buffer, no filter, no barrier
between the sound of your soul and my world
and i've never told you the story
but my hands they were a'tremblin
and it's true, i didn't recognize this as love
it's true, i didn't know what the hell it was
it's true i knew at the time
it was way too much
and i've never told you the story
but my hands they were a'tremblin
