No Expectations

I don’t even want to know your second name

And I hope you’re always gonna feel the same

We meet each other eye to eye but mostly skin to skin

Still I think you realise the real shape I’m in

Behind these doors I have no expectations

Don’t talk of love or even count the ways

No angry words will ever pass between us

Why did you touch my sleeve and hold my gaze?

Our limbs collide we dance the rhythms, of the lovers’ tune

Beneath a glowing blue, and silver harvest moon

We meet to satisfy ourselves, the hunger and the greed

To give each other succour and flesh on which to feed

Behind these doors I have no expectations

Don’t talk of love or even count the ways

No angry words will ever pass between us

Why did you touch my sleeve and hold my gaze?

We’ve freedom from the world outside

And neither of our hands are tied

We’ve freedom from old lovers’ claims

Our fingers stroke but they don’t point or blame

So as we lie and softly breathe within these lonely walls

Our arching bodies synchronising in their rise and fall

And in the dusky shadows we feel a sad refrain

And as I hear you close the door the circle starts again

Behind these doors I have no expectations

Don’t talk of love or even count the ways

No angry words will ever pass between us

Why did you touch my sleeve and hold my gaze?

Behind these doors I have no expectations

Don’t talk of love or even count the ways

No angry words will ever pass between us

Why did you touch my sleeve and hold my gaze?

Why did you touch my sleeve and hold my gaze?

(lyrics by Vin Murtagh ©2015)