
Date of issue: 09.08.2010
Song language: English
What I Wouldn't Give |
Oh! |
What I wouldn’t give to feel your presence here… |
There’s my Smiths tapes you never wanted to hear |
Throw them away, Morrisey in a bin |
If It would bring you back again |
There’s my perfumed garden that scares you to death |
Live it burried at the end of the bed |
I’d compromise if it meant having some of your time |
You mean love does not last forever |
But we doubt it all the time |
When you’re in love you’ve got to believe it’s for the rest of your life |
I’ve got a pain inside |
It cuts like a knife, cuts like a knife |
Oh! |
What I wouldn’t give to feel your presence here… |
Oh! |
I wouldn’t bring your dinner at eight |
For a domestic life this the wrong place |
But I would touch so sweet, if you dare |
Feel the power of the earth and the air |
Oh! |
What I wouldn’t give to feel your presence here… |