I still want to hold you But I'm glad to know you more The wounds I've got are mine alone to mend It's a poverty of spirit That settles every score And a lover's not so precious as a friend A lover might inspire all the dreams that you reflect But everyone's a liar when there's too much to protect You only get a few who might forgive all you pretend And a lover's not so precious as a friend When you're grinning like a bandit And your eyes are stolen jewels I think perhaps I'll love you once again But that kind of thinking's foolish And this life won't suffer fools And a lover's not so precious as a friend A friend that sees you changing like a person's bound to do Might even know you better when your transformation's through And when they're free of all the hopes On which your bitterness depends No a lover's not so precious as a friend No a lover's not so precious as a friend No a lover's not so precious