Those Three Words

Lyrics
I could have written a story Out of those three words But as it stands My organ's pumping notes to the skill of your smile All the while I ask for flowers to be placed by your cheek So the mornin' is sweet The pleasure is close Tick, tick, tick, tick, my dear Can't you see? I could have written a story Out of "I love you" Yeah, huh, huh, oh I could have given I could have given something new But as it stands My organ's humpin' somethin' old, uh huh And all the while I ask for flowers to be placed by your cheek So the mornin' is sweet, yeah Somehow From beginning to end Is right here Holding your hand And shining your shoes And pouring the wine And lately, seems like everything I'm a slave I'm a master But sometimes my heart Sometimes my soul And sometimes my fingers Walk 'round my eyes And precious thoughts And diamond dreams Somehow From beginning to end Is right here Holding your hand Somehow From beginning to end Is right here Holding your hand Somehow Do-do-do-do Do do Do... Wednesday will come
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Credits
- Writers
- Jeremy Toback
- Shawn Smith (Seattle)
- Regan Hagar
- Stone Gossard