Picture a fella with his boots shined up. A new coat of clean on his pick-up truck.. Ringin' your doorbell, thinkin' 'bout love.. Hey, honey that's me..
Picture a fella with his boots shined up. A new coat of clean on his pick-up truck.. Ringin' your doorbell, thinkin' 'bout love.. Hey, honey that's me..
If you could read my mind you wouldn't be so blind. Can't you see that I'm in love with you. My lips would make no sound my head just spins around. My tongue get tired and I can't make a sound.
My cold, cold heart is melted now. I seek for peace but dont know how. I go to bed but only weep. My cold, cold heart wont let me sleep. . Your lonesome voice that seems to say.