Gotta Have You

Gray, quiet and tired and mean

Picking at a worried seam

I try to make you mad at me

Over the phone

Red eyes and fires and signs

I'm taken by a nursery rhyme

I want to make a ray of sunshine

And never leave home

No amount of coffee, no amount of cryin'

No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine

No, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do

I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you

The road gets cold, there's no spring in the meadow this year

And I'm the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears

Oh, such a prima donna, sorry for myself

But green, it is also summer

And I won't be warm till I'm lying in your arms

No amount of coffee, no amount of cryin'

No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine

No, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do

I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you

I see it all through a telescope

Guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat

Lying in the back of the blue boat humming a tune

No amount of coffee, no amount of cryin'

No amount of whiskey, no wine

No, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do

I've gotta have you, I've gotta have

No amount of coffee, no amount of cryin'

No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine

No, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do

I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you

I've gotta have you

I've gotta have you

I've gotta have you