If I send you roses for no reason at all If, out of the blue, I stop and give you a call Once in a while, it's breakfast in bed And then pull the covers back up over our heads If I call in sick just to stay home with you I want you to know why I do what

I know you send me Honest you do Darling you send me At first I thought it was infatuation But woo, it's lasted so long Now I find myself wanting To marry you and take you home Honest you do, honest you do Honest you do, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

When you touch me in that way, I just don't know what to do, love I'm so in love You don't seem to understand me when I say I'm feeling blu love I can't get you out my mind You send me pictures I ain't calling crisis You send the pictures If your harp is

When love comes around I'll send the message in a bottle Stormy weather, oh yeah I feel good Oh, here we go Yesterday I saw my love light shine Straight ahead in front of me You never really know

We drive and we disconnect Heaven know Look what you do to me Send my best, no regrets With the wind, I'm gone I guess, I guess Trying to escape from them, from them I guess, I guess, I guess Run, run, running

Blue hydrangea, cold cash divine Red racing cars, sunset and vine But if you send for me, you know I'll come And if you call for me, you know I'll run I'll run to you, I'll run to you I'll run, run, run I'll come to you, I'll come to you I'll come, come,

Isn't it nice Human sacrifice I just want to thank you for all your advice Send me kisses when it's grey skies It's been so long look how time flies If you love me won't you let me know I've been trying to learn let you go Call my name whenever tears

In my solitude I sit in my chair With gloom everywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad Dear Lord above Send back my love You haunt me

We both know we ain't kids no more We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts Send my love to your new lover Treat her better I'm giving you up I've forgiven it all You set me free, oh If you're ready, if you're ready If you're ready, if you're ready (Send

You ain't getting in bread, that's rage I'm a headline act on the stage I got my hoody down over my face And you can't send shots like a man's Luke Cage Bullet holes in my top right now I'mma keep going but I know that they Want me to stop right now But,