What you look likenSnow white and so onnReminds me of what I can't quite put my finger uponnThe key piano and otherwisenSecret upon secret I promise to hidennI love you but I'm gonna keep quiet about itnI love you but I'm keepin' my mouth shut about itnnWalking back in to the living roomnWhere I do nothing like singnOr play piano until the cow comes homenAnd when the phone ringsnI don't dare answernnI love you but I'm gonna keep quiet about itnI love you but I'm keepin' my mouth shut about itnnOutside the window a shower scatterednDrop after drop of sound pitter-patterednPitter-pattered, pitter-patterednnThe wall is white and streaked and splatterednThe pipes are broken, the leak, oh, no matter to men'Cause I prefer this distractionnWhen the piano calls off keynnI love you but I'm gonna keep quiet about itnI love you but I'm keepin' my mouth shut about it