She's got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman But couldn't find the words to say I don't know what to do Because every time I try and tell her how I feel You got whatever it is It comes out "I love you" She's got

Why don't you be the artist, and make me out of clay? Why don't you be the writer and decide the words I say? 'Cause I'd rather pretend I'll still be there at the end Only it's too hard to ask, won't you try to help me You wait, I wait, casting shadows,

Then it's just a sad song that's too sad to sing I don't know how to write you a song That says, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong I can't find the words that don't make it cheap It's right on the verge and just out of reach It must be a sad song with a blue

Honey, what you done to your head Honey, what's the words that I said You see me crying Don't let it get you down I'm back to the lost and found Say you're a ladies man So hard to understand Please say you'll stick around And I got to be your lover, honey

Good night, was just a little word you liked Somewhere somebody that you burn Was talk to happy in the line But love, you know you never got it right I don't know why you say good night You only mean to say goodbye And I know, you could have show your

The look of love So many nights like this Don't ever go Is in your eyes A look your smile can't Is saying so much more than Just words could every say

The look of love So many nights like this Don't ever go Is in your eyes A look your smile can't Is saying so much more than Just words could every say And what my heart has heard

Remember the spotlight was there Remember I told you, I need you? All of the words that I'm saying Are just a fancy way of saying "I care" I don't suppose you have a moment to spare me Do you? Do you? I don't like the way you went ant told me, "Oh well"

Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends 'Til it’s over, my friends, count along So innocent were the days The taste of good memories A bag full of hope that was only for me and you Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says She’s on a hunt, cooking

Just let me rock, sex you back to sleep girl Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love Don't say a word no, don't you talk Just hold on tight to me girl Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, sex you back to