Текст: Tyler Hilton. The Tracks of. You My Love.

Oh, and tell me
Was it all because I brought it up
For conversation in the bed?

And I wouldn't have started
Were it not for a blue appearing
Someone's trying to please somebody else

Well, many men are crying
And God can't help but he's trying
To find more men like me

A women such as you, my love
Non-existence seemed like nothing my love
And though I said, I was scared to die

The end seemed so much greater
Then either side of the equator
But you saved me
God was there to pass me, you, my love

It happened on a Sunday, which tells me
There was no mistake, a half parted smile
You took my hand and breath away

And I wouldn't have loved you
If you would have answered my requesting
But someone's glad, he never pleased himself

Well, many men are crying
And God can't help but he's trying
To find more men like me

A women such as you, my love
Non-existence seemed like nothing my love
And though I said, I was scared to die

The end seemed so much greater
Then either side of the equator
But you saved me
God was there to pass me, you, my love

And I wouldn't have started
If you would have answered my requesting
But someone's glad, he never pleased himself

Well, many men are crying
And God can't help but he's trying
To find more men like me

A women such as you, my love
Non-existence seemed like nothing, my love
And though I said, I was scared to die

The end seemed so much greater
Than either side of the equator
But you saved me
God was there to pass me, you, my love

To pass me, you, my love
Pass me, you, my love