I'll Be Yours
Pleased to meet you, mister
You said softly after he caught your eye
You took a sip, the corners of your lips
Turned up upon his reply
And sometime on that evening
He took your hand and led you from the floor
Was it pleasure, was it grieving
That bound me, rapt and seething, by your door
Your hearts beat boldly, like mission bells
My head was exploding, alone with the kiss and tell
You sing me to sleep at night, wake me with a sharp bite
Every morning
You cry, Our love hasn't been squandered, hold on a little longer
And I'll be yours
Read to me your stories
And I'll follow along with open eyes
Their faces and their names and the places where they've been
I'll recognize
And I will stand beside them
I will learn the things they've come to know
They're just as you described them
You and I can never be alone
I watched your tongue slip across your lips
I had my heart set, I had no control of it
It was all in a moment
Your body unburdened
Later on, you would turn to me and say
Would you come sit near me
You sing me to sleep at night, wake me with a sharp bite
Every morning
Crying, Our love hasn't been squandered, hold on a little longer
And I'll be yours
Waiting on another lonely evening for you
I just can't be still
The crickets chirp, the walls stir
There's no part of me not aching for a thrill
I could spend a lifetime of empty hours
Gazing at the wall
If it could be like old times
We wouldn't have to go nowhere at all
It felt like all evening
I held your body breathing
So that I was still wide awake
When you said, I must be leaving
You sing me to sleep at night, wake me with a sharp bite
Every morning
You cry, Our love hasn't been squandered, hold on a little longer
And I'll be yours
It's the only tune I'm humming
If it's long in coming, I don't mind
You ask me how am I doing
Everything is ruined, and I say, Fine
You ask me how am I doing
Ask me like I'm stupid, and I say, Fine
You said softly after he caught your eye
You took a sip, the corners of your lips
Turned up upon his reply
And sometime on that evening
He took your hand and led you from the floor
Was it pleasure, was it grieving
That bound me, rapt and seething, by your door
Your hearts beat boldly, like mission bells
My head was exploding, alone with the kiss and tell
You sing me to sleep at night, wake me with a sharp bite
Every morning
You cry, Our love hasn't been squandered, hold on a little longer
And I'll be yours
Read to me your stories
And I'll follow along with open eyes
Their faces and their names and the places where they've been
I'll recognize
And I will stand beside them
I will learn the things they've come to know
They're just as you described them
You and I can never be alone
I watched your tongue slip across your lips
I had my heart set, I had no control of it
It was all in a moment
Your body unburdened
Later on, you would turn to me and say
Would you come sit near me
You sing me to sleep at night, wake me with a sharp bite
Every morning
Crying, Our love hasn't been squandered, hold on a little longer
And I'll be yours
Waiting on another lonely evening for you
I just can't be still
The crickets chirp, the walls stir
There's no part of me not aching for a thrill
I could spend a lifetime of empty hours
Gazing at the wall
If it could be like old times
We wouldn't have to go nowhere at all
It felt like all evening
I held your body breathing
So that I was still wide awake
When you said, I must be leaving
You sing me to sleep at night, wake me with a sharp bite
Every morning
You cry, Our love hasn't been squandered, hold on a little longer
And I'll be yours
It's the only tune I'm humming
If it's long in coming, I don't mind
You ask me how am I doing
Everything is ruined, and I say, Fine
You ask me how am I doing
Ask me like I'm stupid, and I say, Fine
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Writer(s): The Americans
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