You were bent out of shape, and over a knee...over me. So you sent all your words, and every plea to tell me.
But I've never been wooed by a letter. Cause having you with me is better.
Come home to me.
You had lost all your will, your way out of Texas...you're out of reach. And it had cost quite a bit, your family's pride at your feet.
But I've never been wooed by a letter. Cause having you with me is better.
Come home to me.
And I've seen your face try to hide, the swell of water, the lack of pride. But I can only sing what I feel, if you don't walk away, then it was never real.
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