Laura I'm With You
Under your bed,
Upon your chair,
finding a thought that you'll forget
I want to match your heart
Under a leaf
Behind a glass,
chocking my needs in loneliness
I want to hold your heart
Without sense of touch,
even just a glance will show
I'm with you,
somehow?
Under the rain,
up where the sun
kisses your face and makes it shine
I want to own your heart!
You were led astray
by your drinking friends;
now that you found the road
You'll know I'd like to hold your heart
Without sense of touch,
Even without sight I know
I'm with you,
somehow?
