When It Comes To You

In a broken home 

Tryna find another place to go

A lot of things I want to say 

But with every unfamiliar face, it's hard to find a way

I'm tired of the pouring rain

I'm tired of trying to explain the way my heart behaves 

But 

When it comes to you 

I'll never complain 

I'll never will say 

That I need of more

When it comes to you 

I'll never complain 

'Cause I guess that would make 

Me unworthy of your love

Waiting by the phone 

Waiting for the money-man to give me a call

My back against wall

And if I look around, there's no one here to break the fall

Oh, hours and hours 

And days and days 

I have spent 

And what have I made?

I'm doubting, so doubtful 

And full up with fear 

Face to face with another year 

Get me out of here

When it comes to you 

I'll never complain 

I'll never will say 

That I need of more

When it comes to you 

I'll never complain 

'Cause I guess that would make 

Me unworthy of your love