Autograph - Bernard Butler

Is the summer time really over

Or has your warm smile turned us cold?

When dark clouds slip between us

That’s the moment when our love grows, our love grows

It’s not what I choose to tell you

It’s about what you already know

It won’t matter which way you push me

You’ve got to feel which way I flow

Inside my book of autographs

I pictured scenes that I could not write

If your name was in that book of autographs

Would you stay with me every night?

(Ahh)

Every night

The songs in my head you write

You write

Is the winter time really over

Or does the soft snow mirror your eyes?

When I said, «Don't hurry me over»

It’s 'cause I’m driftin' to the edge of time

Inside my book of autographs

I pictured scenes I could only describe

If your name was in that book of autographs

Would you stay with me please tonight?

(Ahh)

Every night

The songs in my head you write

You write