People often ask me Why I don’t write a song About the nights without you Being cold and long
How I loose 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 need