Gotta Have You

Gray quiet and tired and mean

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 nothing else will do

I've gotta have you

I've gotta have you

The road gets cold

There's no spring in the middle 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 till i'm lying in your arms

No amount of coffee

No amount of crying

No amount of whiskey

No amount of wine

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

Humming a tune

No amount of coffee

No amount of crying

No amount of whiskey

No amount of wine

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 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

Say I Am You

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