help me the dishwasher's on
and i love you too much
help me . . . something is wrong
(such and such and such)
oh for a taste of your touch
oh for a taste of your touch
that be too much that be too much.
this is how you write a song
when you're not knowing what you're doing
let your fingers touch the strings
let your minor thoughts be brewing
i write songs i write songs
i never thought it was a special talent especially
i never thought i was special
any bud can do it if theyre honest naturally
it doesnt take a scientist
even a scientist isnt always a genius
doesnt take a rock scientist to know all we need is love
john lennon was right
there are red roses there are red roses there are red roses
on the table tnite there are red roses there are red roses
there are red roses but i cant eat them for dinner
this is the part when i'm stuck this is the part
when i dont give enough
i am trying to do something in my life
w.out some meaning w.out some meaning
i would rather be sharp than a butter knife
i would rather be dreaming . . .
