Gotta Have You

Gotta Have You By The Weepies
From the album: Say I Am 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 fire and signs.
I'm taken by a nursery rhyme.
I wanna make a ray of sunshine,
and never leave home.

No amount of coffee, no amount of crying.
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 crying.
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:
It's our suitcase, and a warm coat.
Lying in the back of the blue boat, humming a tune...
(Mmmmmmmm.)

No amount of coffee, no amount of crying.
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 crying.
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.