Send someone to love me
I need to rest in arms
Keep me safe from harm
In pouring rain
Give me endless summer
Lord I fear the cold
Feel I’m getting old
Before my time
Send someone to love me
I need to rest in arms
Keep me safe from harm
In pouring rain
Give me endless summer
Lord I fear the cold
Feel I’m getting old
Before my time
Original performer: Frank Sinatra and Nancy Sinatra
I know I stand in line
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance
I know that there’s a chance
You won’t be leaving with me
Close your eyes so you don’t feel them
They don’t need to see you cry
I can’t promise I will heal you
But if you want to I will try
I was her she was me
We were one we were free
And if there’s somebody calling me on
She’s the one
If there’s somebody calling me on
She’s the one
Come on hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given.
I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language, I don’t understand.