Concrete Blonde - Little Conversations

The little conversation
Well it's over very soon
And I watch in admiration
From my corner of the room
And they shine on you with starry eyes
And they rain a friendly storm
They're like kids around a Christmas tree
And then you smile all nice and warm

These little conversations
If I try my very best
You know I never could say anything
In twenty words or less
Somewhere, sometime, down the line
Someday I may confess,
And tell you all, that's all

The little conversations
On me are very rough
They leave me all in pieces
You know there's never time enough
It's like a book with missing pages
A story incomplete
It's like a painting left unfinished
It feels like not enough to eat
Starvin'!

You know these little conversations
Well for me they'll never do
Now what am I supposed to do
With broken sentences of you?
I'll stay in my corner
'Cause that's all that I can do
Let the others speak for me
Little conversations
Are we
Are we
Are we