Texty: Counting Crows. My Love.

my love
lives out at the end of the road
takes what you give her and goes
says things that everyone knows
shes only willing
to kiss me again
lights me on fire
sprays me with water
and she lights me up again
said my love
burried my head in the sand
screams just as loud as she can
sings me to sleep when I cant
shes always willing
to kiss me again
she wakes up the neighbors
Goes down for water
and then she comes up again
I said good love
lives on the radio dial
never goes out of style
makes all the children run wild
we keep on thinking
Strait to the end?
now its completly
we just just shout for the moment and then we vanish again
my love
waits at the end of the road
takes what you give her and goes
says things that everyone knows
ya shes my love
talking about my love
ya shes my love my love my love
shes my love