YOU KNOW
SOME CALL ME A POET
HE HAS A WAY
WITH WORDS
THEY SAY HMM
WELL WHY THEN
WHEN I TRY TO TELL YOU
THE WAY I FEEL
DO ALL THE WORDS
JUST SLIP AWAY
OR THEY COME OUT
SOUNDING LIKE
DIALOGUE FROM
A CLARK GABLE MOVIE
WELL FRANKLY MY DEAR
DAMN
I JUST HAVE
SO MUCH INSIDE
THAT I WANT YOU
TO KNOW ABOUT
BUT IT ALL MEANS
THAT I LOVE YOU
SO WHAT CAN I SAY
YOU BRING A TEAR
TO THE POET'S EYE
AND YOU ARE
THE RHYME
I COULD NOT WRITE
AND YOU ARE LOVED
WHEN THE WORDS
SLIP AWAY
AND I LOVE YOU
WHAT CAN I SAY
YOU SEE SOMETIMES
WELL SOMETIMES
WORDS JUST AREN'T
ENOUGH
I MEAN
WHAT IS THE WORD
FOR THAT FUNNY
LITTLE SHAKY
FEELIN' INSIDE HUH
OR THAT NUMB
WARM WONDERFUL
CONFUSION
WHEN YOU TOUCH ME
A POET NO
NO I'M NOT A POET
BUT IF I WERE
AND IF I HAD
EVERY WORD
IN THE WORLD
AT MY COMMAND
MY POEM
WOULD STILL BE
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
SO WHAT CAN I SAY
YOU ARE THE SONG
THAT I COULD NOT SING
AND YOU ARE
THE PICTURE
I COULD NOT PAINT
AND YOU ARE LOVED
WHEN THE WORDS
SLIP AWAY
AND I LOVE YOU
WHAT CAN I SAY
I LOVE YOU
WHAT CAN I SAY YEAH
AND YOU ARE LOVED
WHEN THE WORDS
SLIP AWAY
AND I LOVE YOU
WHAT CAN I SAY
I LOVE YOU
WHAT CAN I SAY
I LOVE YOU
WOMAN I LOVE YOU
WHAT CAN I SAY