"I'll Be Yours" lyrics

"I'll Be Yours"

Let the sink fill up with dishes
Let the phone ring off the hook
Tell your mother that you miss her
Put a note in your favorite book
Open up that brand new bottle
The one we bought for the right occasion
I'm not saying that that's tonight
But what if we don't make it through the night?

So hold your breath and count to three
Realize there's nothing that really matters
Except for you and me
Give me all you got and nothing less
Honey you be mine, and I'll be yours
Lay your head on my chest

Let the sun peek through the curtains
Light up your pretty brown cheeks
Let me make the morning coffee
While you stay in bed and sleep
Don't worry about the future
Cause it'll come in due time
Whatever happens they say will happen
That's the least of my concerns tonight

So hold your breath and count to three
Realize there's nothing that really matters
Except for you and me
Give me all you got and nothing less
Honey you be mine, and I'll be yours
Lay your head on my chest


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