Lletres: Ron Sexsmith. Long Player Late Bloomer. Middle of Love.

Well, I can't talk now, I'm in the middle of love
And I can't stop now, I'm in the middle of love
I'm in the middle of something so real it's taking all my time
And energy just to really feel what's in this heart of mine

I'll have to call you back
I'm in the middle of love
Can't afford to lose track
I'm in the middle of love

For ages I've been squandering my time
Staring at the wall, legless with a wandering eye
Never thought I'd fall in the middle of love
Right in the middle of love

And I can't go back from a palace to a shack
From email to a fax machine

I'm in the middle of something so true and I'm not gonna blow it
A million dreams have fallen through
But this one I'll throw it in the middle of love
Right in the middle of love

It seems you've caught me at a real bad time
I'm in the middle of love
Having a real good time in the middle of love
I'm in the middle of love