Lyrics & translations of Paul Giamatti And Arnold McCuller

Hello, it's me,
I've thought about us for a long, long time
Maybe I think too much but something's wrong
There's something here that doesn't last too long
Maybe I shouldn't think of you as mine

Seeing you
Or seeing anything as much as I do you
I take for granted th

Oh she may be weary
Those young girls they do get weary
Wearing that same old shaggy dress
But when she gets weary
She gets weary
Try a little tenderness

I know she's waiting
Just anticipating
The thing that you'll never never possess
While she's there waiti