Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed. Where we slept now it's growing cold. Jesse your face in the place where we lay. By the hearth, all apart, it hangs on my heart And I'm leaving the
ti. ar. al. Just Like Jesse Jame. Cher. Giddy. You're struttin' into town like you're slingin' a gun. Just a small town dude with a big city attitude. Honey are ya lookin' for some trouble tonight
Song Beautiful Soul - Jesse McCartney. I don't want another pretty face. I don't want just anyone to hold. I don't want my love to go to waste. I want you and your beautiful soul. I know that you are