Handing me a looking glass You asked me who it was I saw But if I was to answer you You know I'd surely answer wrong 'Cause I've loved you too long I've loved you too long Turning halfway toward the sun You asked me to become your shade But why should I be made to run At the end of the parade Love is not that way Love is not that way Looking back now, toward the start You said you thought I'd lost my path And I asked if you still con-sidered love an art, and you said, No, I think it's more a craft And I just turned and laughed I just had to turn and laugh