There's a lot of things.
I wanna talk about.
But there's a lot of things.
I couldn't live without oh out.
There's a lot of things.
That I don't want to know.
Like I wan't to be.
but not to tell you so.
But I, want you to hold me .
To carry through, this raging sea.
And I, I want to hold your hands.
So you can finally understand.
That I've been writing this song all along for you.
Whisperin notes and sailin the boats and waiting too.
Saver a thing know when to sing and when to shut up.
Singin the words that don't seem to mean much but a greater touch.
Every time I play this song about you.
Been on the phone for several hours.
Talkin bout silly things, diamond rings and super powers.
Discussing pricey cars, candy bars, and ridin on a rocket ship to mars.
But I, I want to fly away.
Then crawl, on my knees and pray.
For love, and for the one that holds my heart.
To show me he had it from the start.
So I've been singing this song all along for you.
Whisperin notes and sailin the boats and waiting too.
Saver a thing know when to sing and when to shut up.
Singin the words that don't seem to mean much but a greater touch.
I wanna believe in the world.
I want the skies to sing. No oh.
I want to be your special girl.
This is my own. We could bring.
But I've been writing this song all along for you.
Whisperin notes and sailin the boats and waiting too.
Saver a thing know when to sing and when to shut up.
Singin the words that don't seem to mean much but a greater touch.
But I've been writing this song all along for you.
Whisperin notes and sailin the boats and waiting too.
Saver a thing know when to sing and when to shut up.
Singin the words that don't seem to mean much but a greater touch.
Every time I play this song about you.
Artist: C.w. Mccall
Artist: Porter Wagoner
Artist: The Beaumonts
Artist: Axxis