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Yes I Can

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 18.06.2012

So they say that a man can't live in this world
If he's wearing his heart on his sleeve
I can

And they say that a man can't understand
What a women needs when she cries
I can
I can

And I can see you standing in the yard
Tending the roses in your garden
The sun is shining through your cotton dress
And I will freeze this moment here in time
I could live forever in your garden
Ah yes
Yes I can

Fool doesn't know what he's missing the most
It's a bitch of a place to be in
Here I am

How would I know I could give up the ghost
And still hold all your dreams in my hand
Here I am
Here I am

And I can see you standing in the yard
Tending the roses in your garden
The wind is blowing through your golden hair
And I will freeze this moment here in time
I could live forever in your garden
Ah yes
Yes I can

And I can see you standing in the yard
Tending the roses in your garden
The sun is shining through your cotton dress
And I will freeze this moment here in time
I could live forever in your garden
Oh yes
Yes I can

And I can be your man
Mmm, yes I can


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