Al Jarreau

So close and yet so smart
Head first before the heart
Ain't no shame
Ain't no game
With the flame
Coldwaters rush in March
No place for April flowers
Take her name
Say she came
With the flame
I've been told
When the stars all align
That even bitter lips like mine
Will call the moon a friend & kiss again
Some I'm told
Let their hearts read the signs
While other men are hungerin
And can't let it in
Be still my foolish heart
Please don't upset the cart
Stay the same
Ain't no game