Dan Reed Network Forgot To Make Her Mine
Hey, Gimme some of that there guitar stuff..
(gimme some more, Gimme some more..)
I remembered to hold her close,
I remembered to stick around.
I remember when we made love,
I remembered her favorite sounds.
I remembered her favorite jeans,
I wear them all the time,
I remembered to make good love,
But I forgot to make her mine.
I remember when she was hurt,
I remembered to soohe her soul.
I remember when she would cry,
I would never, ever let go.
I remember the special touch,
I remember the favorite lies,
I remembered to make good love,
But I forgot to make her mine. OH!
Too late she's gone, gone, gone.....
My baby's gone..
..She hurt me so..
We were the chosen ones, I let it slip around.
I was the last to know when the rain came down.
She had a way with me, but I never gave her the sign.
I remember everything, I forgot to make her mine!
Too late she's gone, gone, gone.....
She's gone, oh. My baby took me to school!
..The rain came down..
See, I remembered EVERYTHING.
I remembered to make good love, but I...
..Ahh you know what I forgot.
Too late she's gone, gone, gone.....
