A Little Bit
(You) call me on a Thursday night, you whisper in my ear
You're calling me from Friday and you say "it's boring here"
We talk about the weather, we talk about the news
But we don't talk about you and me, it's giving me the blues
A walk along a moonlit beach, no that's not how this ends
(We're just) a little bit less than lovers, a little bit more than friends
Every day in LA's another god damn sunny day
So I tell you 'bout Chicago and the gigs I used to play
You talk about your college days, your life of love and sin
I take guilty pleasure hearin' 'bout the trouble you've been in
(But I) pull myself up short again, that's how far this extends
(We're just) a little bit less than lovers, a little bit more than friends
(I) don't know how we landed here, forget how it began
All I know's I call your number every chance I can
You've got yours and I've got mine and things are mostly good
(But I'd) be up for a whole lot more, if only that we could
I hope you don't think less of me, but I've been here before
But I've never stayed outside so long without opening this door
Five thousand miles away from me's five thousand miles from you
(But) I can't swing the airfare so there's nothing I can do
I ask you what we're doing here, you smile and say "it depends"
(We're just) a little bit less than lovers, a little bit more than friends
We both have had some history that hasn't gone so well
We both have found some heaven, we both have been through hell
(But) some small part of you and me desires happiness
So we keep dancin' round and round but we don't acquiesce
I tell you all my secrets, then you tell me some of yours
Sometimes I dream of peekin' at you through your bedroom door
We track each other's time zones, who's awake and who's in bed
I stay up late, we laugh and talk, it's messing with my head
I never thought I'd do this, but I'm reading Jane Austen
(We're just) a little bit less than lovers, a little bit more than friends
You're calling me from Friday and you say "it's boring here"
We talk about the weather, we talk about the news
But we don't talk about you and me, it's giving me the blues
A walk along a moonlit beach, no that's not how this ends
(We're just) a little bit less than lovers, a little bit more than friends
Every day in LA's another god damn sunny day
So I tell you 'bout Chicago and the gigs I used to play
You talk about your college days, your life of love and sin
I take guilty pleasure hearin' 'bout the trouble you've been in
(But I) pull myself up short again, that's how far this extends
(We're just) a little bit less than lovers, a little bit more than friends
(I) don't know how we landed here, forget how it began
All I know's I call your number every chance I can
You've got yours and I've got mine and things are mostly good
(But I'd) be up for a whole lot more, if only that we could
I hope you don't think less of me, but I've been here before
But I've never stayed outside so long without opening this door
Five thousand miles away from me's five thousand miles from you
(But) I can't swing the airfare so there's nothing I can do
I ask you what we're doing here, you smile and say "it depends"
(We're just) a little bit less than lovers, a little bit more than friends
We both have had some history that hasn't gone so well
We both have found some heaven, we both have been through hell
(But) some small part of you and me desires happiness
So we keep dancin' round and round but we don't acquiesce
I tell you all my secrets, then you tell me some of yours
Sometimes I dream of peekin' at you through your bedroom door
We track each other's time zones, who's awake and who's in bed
I stay up late, we laugh and talk, it's messing with my head
I never thought I'd do this, but I'm reading Jane Austen
(We're just) a little bit less than lovers, a little bit more than friends
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Writer(s): Barry Seymour
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