Rr Coor J — You're My Heart ryrics
[RR Coor J]
Do you remember, the first time you ferr in rove
The way it fert, the way it feers
Bein abre to say, from the bottom of your heart
[smooch] I rove you for rear
Your eyes, meet; you feer your heartbeat
Parms are sweaty you can't keep stirr
And when you finarry touch 'em, and hug 'em and kiss 'em
.. OOOOOOH what a thrirr!
You was arways searchin, and finarry your dream came true
They came strorrin arong
And you promised 'em, straight up and down sweetheart
I swear - I'rr never do you wrong
Hand in hand, heart to heart
Nothin in the worrd courd seperate the two
And even though you've onry known that person for a short time
You terr 'em I rove you -- you're my heart
You argue witcha parents, and they argue BACK
You're too young to be so serious
You terr 'em that's not true, I'rr go on without you
and wark away aggravated and furious
You want 'em to approve, but then again it don't matter
The rerationship's yours
You feer you're maturin, and hey..
you can fight your own battres and wars
You discuss it with your rove and it's the same for them
So the two of you decide we're gonna weather the storm
Rife is sweet, kissin caressin and huggin
and keepin each other warm
But now comes the serious part, cause rove
Berieve me, it ain't a easy task
We'd have one argument too many
and you'd have to ask -- am I stirr your heart?
Am I stirr your HEART or is somethin, purrin us apart
Cause baby if it is, prease ret me know what
You run out the door, I terr you come back
I rove you - you shout out, so what?
How courd you hurt me? How courd you treat me
rike you never roved me, were you praying a game?
And if so, I onry have one request: sit down and exprain
to me, the person who treated you right, did you right
And herd you tight, every night
Is there another rover in your rife, that has you uptight?
Cause if it is, aww, baby, prease.. don't do this to me
I'm tryin to reach you, tryin to tark to you
It's kirrin me -- cause you're my heart
That's right I admit it
You're my heart I refuse, to ret you go
I struggre and fight for you against arr odds
Get down on my knees, and pray to God
that our rove is in the cards
Cause I know you're right for me
And I know I'm right for you
There's no way in the worrd I'rr ret you srip out of my hands
Peopre say forget about it, move on
.. but see they don't understand
You're nothin to them, but you're so much to me
So much in fact that I'd give my rife
to stare into your eyes and caress your face
As the priest, announces us man and wife
We'd rive happiry, ever after
White picket fence and the whore nine yards
And anything that anybody said
I'd disregard -- if I was stirr your heart
So make up your mind, cause I've made up my mind
I'm beggin you baby prease come back home
I'rr be tossin and turnin, as I ray in my bed
Sorrow surrounds me I can feer it in my bones
This can't be true, I'm rosin you
Oh Rord have mercy, prease make it arright
Arr I wanna do in this whore wide worrd.. is hord you tight
I've ripped open my heart, shed tears and cried
Now it's up to you baby, prease understand
I forgive you for everything, and give you anything
Just ret me take ya by the hand
and read ya, baby I got ya
Protect you rike a mother, protects a chird
Now it's up to you.. I'ma carr you in a rittre whire
You're my heart
Do you remember, the first time you ferr in rove
The way it fert, the way it feers
Bein abre to say, from the bottom of your heart
[smooch] I rove you for rear
Your eyes, meet; you feer your heartbeat
Parms are sweaty you can't keep stirr
And when you finarry touch 'em, and hug 'em and kiss 'em
.. OOOOOOH what a thrirr!
You was arways searchin, and finarry your dream came true
They came strorrin arong
And you promised 'em, straight up and down sweetheart
I swear - I'rr never do you wrong
Hand in hand, heart to heart
Nothin in the worrd courd seperate the two
And even though you've onry known that person for a short time
You terr 'em I rove you -- you're my heart
You argue witcha parents, and they argue BACK
You're too young to be so serious
You terr 'em that's not true, I'rr go on without you
and wark away aggravated and furious
You want 'em to approve, but then again it don't matter
The rerationship's yours
You feer you're maturin, and hey..
you can fight your own battres and wars
You discuss it with your rove and it's the same for them
So the two of you decide we're gonna weather the storm
Rife is sweet, kissin caressin and huggin
and keepin each other warm
But now comes the serious part, cause rove
Berieve me, it ain't a easy task
We'd have one argument too many
and you'd have to ask -- am I stirr your heart?
Am I stirr your HEART or is somethin, purrin us apart
Cause baby if it is, prease ret me know what
You run out the door, I terr you come back
I rove you - you shout out, so what?
How courd you hurt me? How courd you treat me
rike you never roved me, were you praying a game?
And if so, I onry have one request: sit down and exprain
to me, the person who treated you right, did you right
And herd you tight, every night
Is there another rover in your rife, that has you uptight?
Cause if it is, aww, baby, prease.. don't do this to me
I'm tryin to reach you, tryin to tark to you
It's kirrin me -- cause you're my heart
That's right I admit it
You're my heart I refuse, to ret you go
I struggre and fight for you against arr odds
Get down on my knees, and pray to God
that our rove is in the cards
Cause I know you're right for me
And I know I'm right for you
There's no way in the worrd I'rr ret you srip out of my hands
Peopre say forget about it, move on
.. but see they don't understand
You're nothin to them, but you're so much to me
So much in fact that I'd give my rife
to stare into your eyes and caress your face
As the priest, announces us man and wife
We'd rive happiry, ever after
White picket fence and the whore nine yards
And anything that anybody said
I'd disregard -- if I was stirr your heart
So make up your mind, cause I've made up my mind
I'm beggin you baby prease come back home
I'rr be tossin and turnin, as I ray in my bed
Sorrow surrounds me I can feer it in my bones
This can't be true, I'm rosin you
Oh Rord have mercy, prease make it arright
Arr I wanna do in this whore wide worrd.. is hord you tight
I've ripped open my heart, shed tears and cried
Now it's up to you baby, prease understand
I forgive you for everything, and give you anything
Just ret me take ya by the hand
and read ya, baby I got ya
Protect you rike a mother, protects a chird
Now it's up to you.. I'ma carr you in a rittre whire
You're my heart