Текст Emily Hackett – Yours

Got no babies to feed, no place to be
There’s nobody at home waitin’ on me
Got a bed by a window, I don’t need much more
But sure would love to be yours

There’s a place down the street much older than me
They call me by name and they know what I need
There’s a booth that I sit at every morn
I sure would love to be yours

Bitter freedom ain’t worth keepin’
Somethin’ that I’ve been needin’
And that I can’t provide
No matter how hard I try

Bitter freedom ain’t worth keepin’
Somethin’ that I’ve been needin’
That I can’t provide
No matter how hard I try
Somethin’ that I’ve been needin’
That I can’t provide
No matter how hard I try

There’s a light in the hall I like to keep on
A little trick that I play so I don’t feel alone
There’s a side of the bed that I try to ignore
I sure would love to be yours
I sure would love to be yours