Darkest Days

If I was sweet and tasted like cinnamon
Could I be your "everything you need?"
If I was kind, the kind of man that'd love you most
Die and come back as a ghost just to be around you

I feel our love grow strong
I called you on the telephone just to hear your voice

If I faith that love is light on the darkest days
Would you turn and run away with me?
If I had love, the kind that floats down from above
Would I (could I) be enough for you?

I feel our love grow strong
I called you on the telephone just to hear your voice

I feel our love grow stronger
I called you on the telephone, girl, just to hear your voice



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Shaughnessy
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