If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot
And the world discovers, as my book ends
How to make two lovers a friend
Used to hate to go to school
I never cracked a book, I played The Hook
Never answered any mail
To write I used to think was wasting ink
It was never my endeavor to be to clever and smart
Now I suddenly feel our longing to write in my heart
If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot
And the world discovers, as my book ends
How to make two lovers a friend
