I don't know if you drive,
if you love the ground beneath you,
I don't know if you write letters or you panic on the phone,
I'd like to call you all the same,
if you want to, I am game.
I don't know if you can dance
if the thought ever occurred to you
if you eat what you've been given or push it 'round your plate
I'd like to cook for you all the same,
I would want to, I am game,
you don't know if I can draw at all
or what records I am into,
if I sleep like a spoon or rarely at all,
or maybe you would do?
maybe you would do
if I walk your way
I will keep my head, we will feel our way
through the dark though I don't know you
I think that I would do
I don't fall easy at all
-Lisa Hannigan
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