The Weight of the World

Sunday morning
 I'm still hiding in bed
 Listening to the rhythm of the rain above my head
 And all that I have said
 I sure saved a lot for you
 But what could I do?
 If I'd been talking to the wall
 It wouldn't make any difference to you
 That's the art of being you
 I think I carry the weight of the world
 Sometimes you lose
 The weight of the world
 Sometimes you cryyyy
 I kiss your smile
 I wish you'd stay the night
 I put my arms around your golden head and turn out the light
 Oh I love to watch your eyes
 When I make love to you
 Wait little world
 Sometimes you lose
 The weight of the world
 Sometimes you cryyyyy
 Sometimes you cryyyyy
 The weight of the world
 Sometimes you lose
 The weight of the world
 Sometimes you cryyyyy
 Sometimes you cryyyyy