She was a flower for the takin'. Her beauty cut just like a knife. And he was a banker from Macon. He swore to love her all a his life. . He bought her a mansion on the mountain.
Full moon risin' over Atlanta. And I'm fourteen stories high. Lookin' down on a street full of people. Just like bees in a hive.. . Lord, sometimes I feel just like a number.
She was a flower for the takin'. Her beauty cut just like a knife. He was a banker from Macon. He swore he'd love her all a his life. . He bought her a mansion on the mountain.
Last night I told a lie. When I told you I could say goodbye. Here in the light of day. What a crazy thing for me to say. . Chorus:. . What I meant to say was I love you.
You left without saying I love you. And that makes three days in a row. Now that you're tired of pretending. It's time that I let you know. . I don't disagree with your feelings.