Brett Dennen - Closer to You | Текст песни

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• Closer to You

Well, I tasted love so sweet, played around but not for keeps

I never been knocked off my feet until you came along

In the room surrounding me are angels I cannot see

I know they come to carry me to where I belong

Closer to you, closer to you

I'm singing like a sailor strutting up your avenue

Like a clown in a costume shop

Wearing nothing but my birthday suit, getting closer to you

All the knocks upon your door, footsteps fallen on your floor

All the shipwrecks on your shore mean nothing to me, babe

All the crooks on Capitol Hill and the criminals on the dollar bills

All the money on Wall Street still couldn't keep me from getting

Closer to you, closer to you

Like a priest on a pulpit preaching to an empty room

Like a drunk in a dive bar in the early afternoon

Getting closer to you

Poets could not pronounce your name

Gamblers couldn't play the game

Matchstick statues set to flame couldn't hold a candle to you

Swindlers on the sunset strip, hypnotists and hypocrites

Ventriloquists and pickpockets, all wish that they could get, oh

Well, I tasted love so sweet, played around but not for keeps

Never been knocked off my feet until you came along

I sit through the trickery, the jealousy and the vanity

The potency of your prophesy because I long to be

Closer to you, closer to you

Like a hound dog in a junkyard, honey I'm howling at the moon

Like a pirate in a pawnshop with a pocketful of jewels

Closer to you, closer to you

Closer to you, closer to you

Honey, I'll get through, oh baby I'll get through, uh huh

Closer to you

Closer to you

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