picking at a worried seam
i try to make you mad at me over the phone
red eyes and fire and signs
i'm taken by a nursery rhyme
i want to make a ray of sunshine
and never leave home
no amount of coffee, no amount of crying
no amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
no, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do
i've gotta have you, i've gotta have you
the road gets cold,
there's no spring in the meadow this year
i'm the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears
oh, such a prima donna, sorry for myself
but green, it is also summer
and i won't be warm 'til i'm lying in your arms
no amount of coffee, no amount of crying
no amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
no, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do
i've gotta have you, i've gotta have you
i see it all through a telescope:
guitar, suitcase and a warm coat
lying in the back of the blue boat
hummig a tune
no amount of coffee, no amount of crying
no amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
no, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do
i've gotta have you, i've gotta have you
no amount of coffee, no amount of crying
no amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
no, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do
i've gotta have you, i've gotta have you
i've gotta have you, i've gotta have you
i've gotta have you
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