A young man strumming his guitar In the corner of a bar Singing 'bout a brocken heart For hours and hours By closing time I face the fact That if I had a gift like that I know that I could win her back But there's some things I can't do So now it's up to you.
Write one for me Put the perfect words together Write one for me The melody to last forever I don't have the song, so if you please Tell her she's a right one for me.
It does no good for you to play A pretty song like Yesterday 'cause that's not what I need to say To get her to love me I'm too scared to tell her so So if you'd be my Cyrano And send to her a tune I know That she would send her mind So take a little time and...
Write one for me...
If I could have a poem, I would send one But I don't have a pen, I can't depend on I can't come up with a single line So would you write the song And tell her what's is my mine, all mine.