Sit on down,
let me write a song about you
Let me be the first to tell you,
darling,
it's a sad tune
I know you're tired
from last year's of bad fumes
So I brought you daisies to remind you that it's past you
Play
your cards,
show me you know how to Cause I've got a hand that's fine and I'm
betting with or without you Say those words that you never get around
to
Cause you've been holding on to them from
those around you Oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh,
If
I was the man
lucky to hold your hand
I promise I could show you
what it means to
give a damn And be someone you can't wait to come home to
You know he doesn't love you,
need a man you adore and trust
I trust to
be there for everything with you
I won't pretend that I'm too much different
But I've got something that you're missing Well,
a heart that knows the difference
And just give me a second,
please just listen,
oh
If I was the man
lucky to hold your hand
I promise I could show you
What it means to give a damn
And be someone you can't wait to come home
to, oh
Sing it, oh
If I was the man
lucky to hold your hand I promise I could show you
What it means to give a damn And be someone you can't wait to come
home to,
oh
I know you're tired of being hurt And left in the dirt
By those means to hold you
So baby, let me put you first
Let me show your worth To everyone around you