Testo: Jesse Harris. Crooked Lines. If He Asks You That.

Four in the morning, white clouds streak the sky
If he asks you that, if he asks you that
There?s no way you can possibly lie
If he asks you that, if he asks you that
What will you say?
Now the sun?s coming up on the east side
If he asks you that, if he asks you that
Night is gone and it?s too late to hide
If he asks you that, if he asks you that
What will you say?
Cause you?ve said so many things
That you didn?t mean
They rolled right off your tongue
And it?s hard now for me to believe
That he was no one, that he was no one
Why are you so afraid to reply?
If he asks you that, if he asks you that
It?s as if you might fall down and die
If he asks you that, if he asks you that
What will you say?
Cause you?ve said so many things
That you didn?t mean
They rolled right off your tongue
And it?s hard now for me to believe
That he was no one, that he was no one
If he asks you that, if he asks you that
What will you say?
If he asks you that, if he asks you that today?