Lletres: Beth Orton. Central Reservation. Couldn't Cause Me Harm.

Ooh yeah, you know
You couldn't cause me any harm
Although, at times, I may get startled
I'm not alarmed

I can see your eyes
I know when they're telling me untruths
I can feel the heart
Especially when it's on the roof of my mouth

There's no right or wrong, this isn't a test
And I won't lose my experience
I won't try to put it aside
But it's alright

You know that it's alright
It's alright
It's gonna be alright

It's gonna be alright

And if I told you
Would you never know to guess?
Sure, what's the point
When little often means so much less

I can see for miles
I know when you're telling me untruths
I can feel my heart
Especially now it's on the roof of my mouth

There's no right or wrong, this isn't a gesture
I don't use my experience
I don't try to let it go by
But it's alright

You know that it's alright
It's alright
It's gonna be alright

It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright