The Luxury Of Knowing

You know when I'm coming home

You know when I'm coming to bed

You know when I tell you that I love you

I mean every word I said

You know I'm a bit too proud

You know that I know how to pray

You know I won't give this up unless I have to give it up

You know I won't walk away

But baby you're like a diesel truck

Shifting gears and the pedals stuck

Headed straight to the edge and showing no signs of slowing

And I don't have the luxury of knowing

You know that I like to dance

But only when I'm dancing with you

You know I must be bad at lying

Cuz I've only ever told you the truth

But just when I think you're a hurricane

You freeze right over and all that rain

Turns to ice and your whole world just starts snowing

And I don't have the luxury of knowing

Damn it must be easy

Being in love with someone so blind

Cuz - I'll tell you right now the only thing I really know

Is that you might change your mind

Any day you could change your mind

You know when I'm coming home

You know when I'm coming to bed

Repeat chorus

And I don't have the luxury of knowing

You know that I'm a bit too proud

You know that I know how to pray