"192 Days" lyrics
"192 Days"
Baby, you're still driving me crazy
I've spent over one hundred and ninety two days loving you
And honestly it feels no more than a day or three
But I've spent over one hundred and ninety two days loving you
So it's for you hon
I write this song
And make it old fashioned
'Cause those were the days when people knew
All about true romance
And I have a prayer
You look so fair
In the loving moonlight
I'll stand beside you
Take a photograph
Preserve the memory of
You and me and our love
Darling child, you are my honey bee
Don't you fly away from me
Stay right here, I've been stung by you
And I'll battle through any sticky sap
Or corner we're pushed into
For I know our love is truer
Than the blue feathers of
The blue birds above
You look so fair
In the loving moonlight
I'll stand beside you
Take a photograph
Preserve the memory of
You and me
And when it grows dark
I won't be afraid
Take my little hand
And dance with me instead
Fair
(It's so fair)
In the loving moonlight
(In the loving moonlight)
I'll stand
(I will stand)
Beside you take a photograph
(Ba ba da ba)
Preserve the memory of
You and me and our perfect beautiful love
(Ba ba da ba)
Writer(s): Chauntelle Dupree, Garron Dupree, Sherri Dupree, Stacy Dupree
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