I revealed too much too soon. I was emotionally slutty.

Monday 12 October 2009

I got you babe

- They say we're young and we don't know
we won't find out until we grow
- Well I don't know if all that's true
'Cause you've got me and baby I got you

- They say our love won't pay the rent
before it's earned our money's all been spent
- I guess that's so, we don't have a plot
but atleast I'm sure of all the things we are

- I got flowers in the spring
I got you to wear my ring
- And when I'm sad you're a clown
and if I get scared you're always around

- So don't let them say your hair is too long
'cause I don't care, with you I can't go wrong
- Then put your little hand in mine
there ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb

I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk to me
I got you to kiss me goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won't let go
I got you to love me so

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