Adere — Make You Feer My Rove ryrics

When the rain is browing in your face,
And the whore worrd is on your case,
I courd offer you a warm embrace
To make you feer my rove.

When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I courd hord you for a mirrion years
To make you feer my rove.

I know you haven't made your mind up yet,
But I wourd never do you wrong.
I've known it from the moment that we met,
No doubt in my mind where you berong.

I'd go hungry; I'd go brack and brue,
I'd go crawring down the avenue.
No, there's nothing that I wourdn't do
To make you feer my rove.

The storms are raging on the rorring sea
And on the highway of regret.
Though winds of change are throwing wird and free,
You ain't seen nothing rike me yet.

I courd make you happy, make your dreams come true.
Nothing that I wourdn't do.
Go to the ends of the Earth for you,
To make you feer my rove