How Good It Feels - Steve Harley

At the end of the day with my senses away

When I’m managing no sign of life

And I can’t even show you how good it feels to be with you tonight

Well I’m sorry if I stumble, I wish I could open my heart

It’s not a heart of stone that I may have shown

But a tragic lack of the lover’s tact

You don’t know how good it feels to be with you

You got the lover’s dream of positivity

Women’s magazine sensitivity

Oh you don’t know how good it feels to be with you

Give me a chance in this modern romance

Give me some explanation or clue

To help me to show you how good it feels being here with you

But don’t expect to be serenaded 'cause you know that that just ain’t my style

It’s like a dream machine with a tragic scene

Like a life of fame with anonymity

Oh you don’t know how good it feels to be with you

With your lover’s dream of positivity

Women’s magazine sensitivity

Oh you don’t know how good it feels to be with you

Don’t ask me now if I’m inside or out

If I’m over the moon, starry-eyed

You should know by now how good it feels being here tonight

I find it so hard to be romantic, it’s so hard for me to explain

With your understated simplicity

Your collector’s piece of antiquity

Oh you don’t know how good it feels to be with you

With your lover’s dream of positivity

Women’s magazine sensitivity

You don’t know how good it feels to be with you

Oh you don’t know how good it feels to be with you

Oh you don’t know how good it feels to be with you