Lyrics

As I lay on the ward I've never felt as safe and reassured Then when I see you standing by my side What a way What a fine way to make my day It's wonderful to hear you say There's nowhere else that you'd rather be I don't mind, you can go There's a world outside your window But I'm glad you'd choose to spend your time with me What a way What a fine way to make my day I'd never assume you'd wish to stay And help me bear the strain But it's wrong, and it's cruel To lay my wounds on you I'm ashamed, I'm a fool But what else can I do? You're divine, you're a treasure You can turn my pain to pleasure You're the one who gave me cause to go on living What a way What a fine way to make my day How can I ever repay the life you gave away to make my day What a way to make my day What a way to make my day What a way to make my day
Writer(s): James William Holt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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