Your whisper in my ear, starts the hurricane.
The teardrop running down your face... |
Your whisper in my ear, starts the hurricane. The teardrop running down your face, ripples me with pain, like a wave in the ocean, travelling through the blue, letting everyone know, baby, its all about you. A thief picked a pocket when you didn't answer the phone. A baby cried all night when you stayed at home alone A girl crossed the alley at night, what was she to do, she veered cause you were turning right, its all about you. You smiled and winked at the waiter, which seemed to lift his day so he gave the guy on the corner, his daily tip now he can pay for some food instead of begging, like he used to do and go to a bed full and warm. Its all about you. A thief picked a pocket when you didn't answer the phone. A baby cried all night when you stayed at home alone A girl crossed the alley at night, what was she to do, she veered cause you were turning right, its all about you. Your smiles, your tears, your pains, your fears, the feelings I get when you come near. Your impact is on us all, what ever it is you do, and you have to remember baby, its all about you. |