You’re All I Need To Get By
When I was just a little girl
I wanted the world at my feet
Now all that's changed
'Cause I have love
And now I do can see
You're all I need to get by
Like the sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see
You were my destiny
With arms open wide
I threw away my pride
I'll sacrifice for you
Dedicate my life to you
I will go, where you lead
Always there in time of need
And when you lose your will
I'll be there to push you up the hill
There's no, no looking back for us
We've got love
Sure enough
That's enough
You're all I need to get by
All, you're all I need to get by
Like an mother protects his nest
For you I'll do my best
Stand by you like a tree
Dare anybody to try to move me
Darling in you I found
Strength where I was torn down
Don't know what's in store
But together we can open any door
Just to do what's good for you
And inspire you a little higher
I know you can make a woman
Out of a soul that didn't have a goal
'Cause we, we got the right foundation
And with love and determination
You're all I want to strive for and do a little more
All, all the joys under the sun wrapped up into
You're all I need to get by
All, you're all I need to get by
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