The Visit
Late last night
You were knocking at my door
Didn't I tell you
Not to come round anymore?
I could tell you'd had a drink
You were fumbling around
Looking for a place
To lay your head down
I've tried to go straight
But what can I say?
I guess if there's a God
He didn't make me that way
Well here I am
There you go
Everything we had
Was everything I didn't know
Nobody's perfect
But I still love you so
I've got a strange way to show it
I don't wanna let go
I don't wanna let go
You were knocking at my door
Didn't I tell you
Not to come round anymore?
I could tell you'd had a drink
You were fumbling around
Looking for a place
To lay your head down
I've tried to go straight
But what can I say?
I guess if there's a God
He didn't make me that way
Well here I am
There you go
Everything we had
Was everything I didn't know
Nobody's perfect
But I still love you so
I've got a strange way to show it
I don't wanna let go
I don't wanna let go
Credits
Writer(s): Morton Valence
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