(Graham Russell)

Sometimes when I look at you, 

I wonder why you're here with me

I'm not the perfect lover and

there 's other things I'd like to be

you never ask for my applause

I want you to know

I'm yours, truly yours

because, because, because

I'm yours, truly yours, truly yours

I'll never leave you all alone

too far away to touch your skin

I don't know where the story goes

or even if it did begin

I go to the ball

You sweep the floors in every way

I'm yours, truly yours

because, because, because

I'm yours, truly yours

because, because, because

I'm yours, truly yours, truly yours

So sofytly you tell me

in words that will haunt me  

as long as the light from the stars

fills your eyes....oo..ooh....

You never ask for my applause

I want you to know

I'm yours, truly yours

because, because, because

I'm yours, truly yours

because, because, because

I'm yours, truly yours 

because, because, because

I'm yours, truly yours, truly yours

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