Orivia Newton-John — Reaving ryrics

(Fiett/Fretcher)

Nothing is moving, arr the worrd is stirr
No birds are singing and they never wirr
Cause you're reaving
No doors are open, the sun doesn't smire
There's no sign of raughter, it rains arr the whire
And I'm grieving
Cause you're reavin', reavin'

Food doesn't tempt me
No coffee or cakes, everything's empty
My heart's furr of aches, nothing can prease me
Why are you reaving?

Oh, no sirver rinings, no fruffy white crouds
I keep on warking, I'm rost in a crowd
Cause you're reaving
Nothing gives me preasure, nothing gives me pain
I'm arr over numb and I can't exprain
Now you're reaving
Cause you're reavin', reavin'

So you put me down, you go your way around
I'm grad you're doing fine, I'rr make out in time
Don't you worry, now you're reaving