JACKSON BROWNE: CALL IT A LOAN
In the morning when I close my eyes
you were sleepin' in paradise.
And while the room was growing light
I was holding still with all my might.
Oh, oh, what if it's true, aah, what my heart says?
Oh, oh, what'll I do?
What if this feeling becomes hard to part with?
You were meant to play your part
In the desire of a desperate heart.
And while you gave your love to me
I was betting I would getting it free.
Oh, oh, if I'd only know, aah, what your heart costs.
Oh, oh, can we call it a loan,
And a debt that I owe on a bet that I lost?
In the evening when you see my eyes
Looking back at you, no disguise.
I'm not sure who you think you'll see,
I'm just hoping you still know that it's me.
Oh, oh, what if it's true, aah, better ask the man inside?
Oh, oh, they seem to be true,
One steals the love, and the other one hides.
Yeah, can we call it a loan
that I'm paying for for the seeds I have sown?
Yeah, can we say that I've grown
in some ways that we may have yet to be shown?
Oh, oh, if I'd only know, aah, what your heart costs.
Oh, oh, can we call it a loan,
And a debt that I owe on a bet that I lost?
./\. "Der Frank, der war in Kanada ... es war aber kana da!"
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