If it wasn't the oceans,
wasn't the breezes,
wasn't the white sands,
i might not be needed,
if i could sleep through the coal mines,
if i could breathe through hatred,
if i could, work through the summer,
then i woulnd't feel so humble,
oh you, it's always you,
it's always you.
if red roses weren't so lovely,
wine didn't taste so good,
stars weren't so romantic,
then i could do what i should
oh you, it's always you
it's always you.
oh you, it's always you
it's always you
if you love, i could command it,
get your head, to understandd it,
i'd go twice, around the world,
even though, i may not find it.
oh you, it's always you,
it's always you.
you, it's always you,
it's always you. |