He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants
Three car garage, her own credit cards
She'd say:
If he could only read her mind
He pulls in late to wake her up with a kiss goodnight
Call me from work Open the door for me what would it hurt
Buy me a rose
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the litte things
I need the most in my life Now the days have grown
to years of feeling all alone
She can't help but wonder what she's doing wrong
Lately she tried anything to turn his head Would it make a difference if she'd say:
Buy me a rose
Call me from work
Open the door for me what would it hurt
These are the litte things
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
I need the most in my life The less that he tries
And the more that he lives
To show her the love that he holds inside
And the more that she gives
The more that he sees
I need you
This is the story of you On the way home from work
and I opened the door to a heart that I hurt
So I bought you a rose
And I hopeed you noticed by the look in my eyes
that I'm gonna make things right
Cause you are the little thing
For the rest of my life
And I'm gonna hold you tonight
that I need the most in my life.
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