Never had no need
For any military aid
And I never took
You're as cold as ice
You're willing to sacrifice our love
You
I would climb any mountain
Sail across a stormy sea
If that's
Well I miss you honey
A little more every day
And I
He drives a '57 coupe
Walks with a stoop
Swears James Dean
(l.gramm/m.jones)
Selling your soul ain't the right way of givin'
Oh with
It was a Monday, a day like any other day
I
I stole a ride on a passing star
Not knowing where
Heaven, I'm in heaven
And my heart beats so that I
Search through the years
And you wipe away the tears
To find