Well I tried to make it sunday, but I got so damn depressed <br />That I set my sights on monday and I got myself undressed <br />I ain’t ready for the altar but I do agree there’s times <br />When a woman sure can be a friend of mine <br /> <br />Well, I keep on thinkin’ ’bout you, sister golden hair surprise <br />And I just can’t live without you; can’t you see it in my eyes? <br />I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find <br />But it doesn’t mean you ain’t been on my mind <br /> <br />Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? <br />Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? <br />Well I tried to fake it, I don’t mind sayin’, I just can’t make it <br /> <br />Well, I keep on thinkin’ ’bout you, sister golden hair surprise <br />And I just can’t live without you; can’t you see it in my eyes? <br />Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find <br />But it doesn’t mean you ain’t been on my mind <br /> <br />Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? <br />Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? <br />Well I tried to fake it, I don’t mind sayin’, I just can’t make it<br /><br />steve ray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/america-sings/
