43 lyrics for "You too might be"

No you don't know me You give your hand to me The one who loved you so A chance that you might love me too And then you say, "Goodbye" And I watched you walk away Beside the lucky guy And then you say, "Hello" And I can hardly speak
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You just want me 'cause I'm next Baby I want you Keep dancin', dancin', keep dancin' I know, yes I know, yes I know, yes I know, yes I know I'm too far in this game, so let go So let go, so let go Baby, who you tryna fool Girl, I might be twenty-one but
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I can't get you close enough 'Cause I can't get you close enough If there's an inch of air between our two hearts beating that's too much It's touching, going might go crazy every time we touch It ain't like this 15 hundred miles between us And it ain't
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I may be a real bad boy But baby I'm a real good man Girl, you've never known no one like me Up there in your high society They might tell you I'm no good Girl they need to understand Just who I am I may drink too much and play too loud Hang out with a
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Guess I'm on my way I've got this feeling down deep in my soul that I just can't lose Needed a friend And the way I feel now I guess I'll be with you 'til the end Mighty glad you stayed I'm stuck on you Stuck on you Been a fool too long I guess it's time
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And though you don't believe that they do They do come true For did my dreams Come true when I looked at you And maybe too, if you would believe You too might be Overjoyed, over love, over me Over time, I've been building My castle of love
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Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From
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Only the good die young You know that only the good die young You Catholic girls start much too late Oh I might as well be the one Come out Virginia, don't let 'em wait Aw but sooner or later it comes down to faith Well, they showed you a statue, told
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Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From
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