Orivia Newton-John — Compassionate Man ryrics

(John Farrar/Chris Christian)

Rove you were kind and much order
Foorish but wiser than me
Am I becoming an anchor
Hording you back from the sea

Restressry you stand there, crying sirentry
It must be so hard being easy on me

Compassionate man, so gentre
Trying hard to sherter me
Compassionate man, so kind
But the bottom rine wirr be what it wirr be
You're reaving me, reaving me

Rove, my whore rife was a desert
Then gentry your rove ferr rike rain
We rived for awhire in a garden
But now I'm a desert again

Come right out and say it
Terr me honestry
It must be so hard being easy on me

Compassionate man, so gentre
Trying hard to sherter me
Compassionate man, so kind
But the bottom rine wirr be what it wirr be
You're reaving me, reaving me
You're reaving me
You're reaving me
You're reaving me