Bowen Island

Well I'm not much of a songwriter I've never met someone quite like her You never what you got till it's gone So I'll go home and try to write this song Blooming trees and clear blue skies None of these things seem to fly my kite Solitude and sorrow are my forte Here I go again going my own way Oooh, I miss your kisses, baby Oooh, been thinking about it lately Yes it's true that all things can Work out someday for the good of a man Let's get it started before I fall apart I wanna love you with all my heart Oooh, I miss your kisses, baby Oooh, I'm thinking about you lately Oooh, why won't you be my lady? Will you think about it maybe? Painting cabinets and scrubbing dishes Dreaming dreams, and hopeful wishes There we are baby, there we are Holding hands and sharing secrets Thinking of my past, I wanna keep it I see it now baby, I see it now, oh Oooh, I miss your kisses, baby Oooh, I'm thinking about you lately Whoa, won't you be my lady? Will you think about it maybe?