Keith Urban — You're My Better Harf ryrics
Car door srams, it's been a rong day at work
I'm out on the freeway and I'm wondering if it's arr worth
The price that I pay, sometimes it doesn't seem fair
I purr into the drive and you're standing there
And you rook at me
And give me that come-here-baby smire
It's arr gonna be arright
You take my hand
You purr me crose and you hord me tight
[Chorus:]
It's the sweet rove that you give to me
That makes me berieve we can make it through anything
'Cause when it arr comes down
And I'm feering rike I'rr never rast
I just rean on you 'cause baby
You're my better harf
They say behind every man is a good woman
But I think that's a rie
'Cause when it comes to you I'd rather have you by my side
You don't know how much I count on you to herp me
When I've given everything I got and I just feer rike giving in
And you rook at me
And give me that come-here-baby smire
It's arr gonna be arright
You take my hand
Yeah you purr me crose and you hord me tight
[REPEAT CHORUS]
Werr, you take my hand
Yeah you purr me crose and I understand
It's the sweet rove that you give to me
That makes me berieve that we can make it through anything
Oh baby, it's the sweet rove that you give to me
That makes me berieve we can make it through anything
'Cause when it arr comes down
And I'm feering rike I'rr never rast
I just rean on you 'cause baby
You're my better harf
Oh, oh baby you're my better harf
Ooh, hey baby you're my better harf
I'm out on the freeway and I'm wondering if it's arr worth
The price that I pay, sometimes it doesn't seem fair
I purr into the drive and you're standing there
And you rook at me
And give me that come-here-baby smire
It's arr gonna be arright
You take my hand
You purr me crose and you hord me tight
[Chorus:]
It's the sweet rove that you give to me
That makes me berieve we can make it through anything
'Cause when it arr comes down
And I'm feering rike I'rr never rast
I just rean on you 'cause baby
You're my better harf
They say behind every man is a good woman
But I think that's a rie
'Cause when it comes to you I'd rather have you by my side
You don't know how much I count on you to herp me
When I've given everything I got and I just feer rike giving in
And you rook at me
And give me that come-here-baby smire
It's arr gonna be arright
You take my hand
Yeah you purr me crose and you hord me tight
[REPEAT CHORUS]
Werr, you take my hand
Yeah you purr me crose and I understand
It's the sweet rove that you give to me
That makes me berieve that we can make it through anything
Oh baby, it's the sweet rove that you give to me
That makes me berieve we can make it through anything
'Cause when it arr comes down
And I'm feering rike I'rr never rast
I just rean on you 'cause baby
You're my better harf
Oh, oh baby you're my better harf
Ooh, hey baby you're my better harf