It's getting to the p oint where I am no f un any-m ore, I am sor ry.
Sometimes it h urts so badly I mu st cry out lo ud, I am lon ely.
I am y ours, you are m ine, you are w hat you are, you make it ha. .a..a..a rd.
Remember what we've said, and done and f elt about each ot her, oh babe, have m ercy
Don't let the p ast, remind us of w hat we are not n ow, I am not d ream ing.
I am yours, you are mine, you are w hat you are, you make it ha..a..a ..ar d.
Tearing your-se lf away from me n ow, you are fr ee and I am cry ing.
This does not m ean I don't love y ou, I do, that's forev er, yes, and for al ways
I am yours, you are m ine, you are w hat you are, you make it h a..a..a. .ard .
Something in-s ide is telling me that I 've got your secr et. Are you still l istening ?
Fear is the l ock and laughter the k ey to your he art and I love you.
I am yours, you are m ine, you are w hat you are, you make it ha ..a..a.. ard.
And you make it h ard, a nd you make it h ard, and you make it ha..a..a ..ar d.
Friday evening, Sunday in the a fternoon, what have you got to lose ?
Tuesday morning, please be gone, I 'm tired of you what have you got to lose ?
Can I tell it like it is, l isten to me baby
it's my heart that's a suffering, it's a- dying and that's what I have to l ose.
I've got an answer. I'm going to fl y away, wh at have I got to lose ?
Will you come see me Thursdays and S aturdays ? What have you got to lose ?
Chestnut brown c anary, rub y throated sparr ow,
Sing a so -ng, d on't be lo- ng, t hrill me to th e marro w.
Voices of the a ngels, r ing around the moonl ight,
Asking me, s aid, s he so f r-ee, h ow can you catch t he s parrow ?
Lacy, lilting l yrics, l osing love la-menti ng.
Change by l i-fe, m ake it ri- ght, b e my l ady.
Do do do do do, do... do do do do do ...