This is all wrong. I've washed all of my clothes and now your smell is gone and all that ever was and ever will be of our love. Well I say let it rain. It hits the window darling but brings the pain. There's nothing better for your sweet sweet slumber like rollin' thunder.
So hush now baby, don't say a word. And if I have to, I will by you that bird. And if that little bird won't sing, I swear I'll buy you that ring.
So this is your song. It ain't much, baby; I know it's no Elton John. It won't draw emotion, won't paint your pictures across the ocean. With me you get what you see. I wanna grab you and hold you try to make you believe. In hopes you'll stop me, and kiss me softly, and say you love me.
And if that diamond ring won't shine, and if someday you will say you've changed your mind, well I'll try harder next time. I'll try harder next time.
And if that diamond ring wont shine, and if someday you will say you've changed your mind. Well I'll know I lost you, and swallow my pride, and I'll try harder next time. I'll try a little harder next time.
