it’s you

what make me smile in the mornings
when there’s no good news on the radio?
what keeps me going through the rest of the day
even when I’m tired and worn out?
I’ve been told it’s my personality,
I’ve been told I’m just wired that way
But I don’t think that is entirely true
It’s not me; no, it’s you

who makes me laugh at the simplest things
that make no one else crack a smile?
who gives me something deeper to think about
than what’s on the sports page?
I’ve been told it’s my personality,
I’ve been told I’m just wired that way
But I don’t think that is entirely true
It’s not me; no, it’s you

yeah, it’s you who fills me up with this longing
for a song on a quiet day
it’s you who has me wishing
that when I’m leaving, I could stay
I’ve been told it’s my personality,
I’ve been told I’m just wired that way
But I don’t think that is entirely true
It’s not me; no, it’s you

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