People often ask me Why I don’t write a song About the nights without you being cold and long
How I lose track of time Just looking in your eyes Gazing at the stars Telling pretty lies
I can put it in a pop song if you like But what I feel about you doesn’t rhyme I’d spell it out with roses at your feet Is that really something that we need
Should I call you baby When you’re feeling down Waiting by the phone When you’re not around
I can tell the whole world what I know Make everybody see But it wouldn’t change a thing For you and me
I can put it in a pop song if you like But what I feel about you doesn’t rhyme I’d spell it out with roses at your feet Is that really something that we needTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
