Nhạc sĩ: Gerry Beckley
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Well, I've tried to make it someday But I got so damn depressedAnd I set my sights on Monday And I got myself undressedI ain't ready for the altar But I do agree there's timesWhen a woman sure can be a friend of mineWell, I keep on thinking about you It's just a golden hair surpriseAnd I just can't live without you Can't you see it in my eyes?I've been one poor correspondent I've been two too hard to findBut that doesn't mean you ain't been on my mindWill you meet me in the middle? Will you meet me in the end?Will you love me just a little? Just enough to show you care?Well, I try to fake it I don't mind saying I just can't make itWell, I keep on thinking about you It's just a golden hair surpriseAnd I just can't live without you Can't you see it in my eyes?I've been one poor correspondent I've been two too hard to findBut that doesn't mean you ain't been on my mindWill you meet me in the middle? Will you meet me in the end?Will you love me just a little? Just enough to show you care?Well, I try to fake it I don't mind saying I just can't make itOoh-ah-too-ah