When Good Fruits Go Bad

Sunday, July 24, 2005

The Real McCoy

You to me are Everything

I would take the stars out of the sky for you
Stop the rain from falling if you ask me to
I'd do anything for you
Your wish is my command
I could move a mountain when your hand is in my hand

Words cannot express how much you mean to me
There must be some other way to make you see
If it takes my heart and soul
You know I'll pay the price
Everything that i possess
I'd gladly sacrifice

You to me are everything
The sweetest song that I could sing
Oh baby.. oh baby..
To you i guess i'm just a clown
who picks you up each time you're down
Oh baby.. oh baby..
You give me just a taste of love to build my hopes upon
You know you've got the power girl to keep me holding on

Now you've got the best of me
Come on and take the rest of me
Oh baby..oh baby..

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