If I could write about the way you make me feel
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I wonder what I'd write
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'Cause of all the words there are to use
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They'd never say it right
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When I only have a minute
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And It'd take a thousand hours
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And some new words too
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But my nights are never blue
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And I don't mind the rain when I'm with you
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When I'm with you the songs are already written
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Melodies turn into words nobody's ever said
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When I'm alone the only thing I can say that's true
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Is my nights are never blue
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And I don't mind the rain when I'm with you
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[Instrumental]
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So if I could write about the way you make me feel
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I don't know what I'd write
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'Cause of all the words there are to use
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They'd never say it right
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When I only have a minute
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And It'd take a thousand hours
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And all those new words, too
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But my nights are never blue
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And I don't mind the rain when I'm with you...
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When I'm With You
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| Don Williams |
