Album: Crosby Stills Nash & Young
It's getting to the point
Where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly
I must cry out loud
I am lonely
I am yours, you are mine,
You are what you are
And you make it hard--
Remember what we've said, and done, and felt
about each other
Oh babe, have mercy
Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now
I am not dreaming
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
And you make it hard--
Tearing yourself away from me now,
You are free and I am crying
This does not mean I don't love you,
I do, that's forever, and always
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
And you make it hard--
Something inside is telling me that
I've got your secret Are you still listening?
Fear is the lock, and laughter the key to your heart
And I love you
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
And you make it hard,
And you make it hard--
Friday evening, Sunday in the afternoon,
What have you got to lose?
Tuesday mornin', please be gone I'm tired of you
Can I tell it like it is? Help me I'm sufferin'
Listen to me baby--Help me I'm dyin'
It's my heart that's a-sufferin', it's a dyin'
That's what I have to lose
I've got an answer
I'm going to fly away,
What have I got to lose?
Will you come see me Thursdays and Saturdays?
What have you got to lose?
Chestnut brown canary, ruby-throated sparrow
Sing a song, don't be long
Thrill me to the marrow
Voices of the angels, ring around the moonlight
Asking me, said she so free,
How can you catch the sparrow?
Lacy lilting lady, losing love lamenting,
Change my life, make it right
Be my lady