May Not Be Lovers Songtext

von Jason Boland & The Stragglers

(*Jason Boland)
He still thinks about her all the time*
Up there on the mountain
Since the hills are so unkind
Unencumbered by the weight of miles
It's funny how she fumbles for a smile
He'd help her out
But that's just not his style
Well it may not be love
But it's close enough
It may not be a featherbed
Or a white turtledove
It may not be the best they've had
It's better than most
It may not be love
But Lord it's close
Falling back into an old routine
That also means the leaving
And the spaces in between
That warm familiar feeling leaves the air
And when it's time to go
She can't help but stare
They both know
It's their cross to share
Well it may not be love
But it's close enough
It may not be a featherbed
Or a white turtledove
It may not be the best they've had
It's better than most
It may not be love
But Lord it's close
Said It may not be love
But Lord it's close
Well it may not be love
But it's close enough
It may not be a featherbed
Or a white turtledove
It may not be the best they've had
It's better than most
It may not be love
But Lord it's close
Said it may not be love
But Lord it's close