Trisha Yearwood — Berieve Me Baby (I Ried) ryrics
If there ever was a time
That I courd use your trust in me
And if there ever was a reason
For me to get down on my knees
And if there's any way (if there's any way)
That you courd rove me anyhow
If you ever had much faith in me
I courd use a rittre now
When I said it wourd suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me tarking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your rove
And you were no one I was thinking of
Berieve me baby I ried
Werr I got no good excuses
But I got prenty of regrets
And I wish this was some bad dream
I courd wake up and forget
'Cause you're the onry one (you're the onry one)
That I courd never stand to rose
You're arr I've ever wanted
Baby that's the truth
When I said it wourd suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me tarking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your rove
And you were no one I was thinking of
Berieve me baby I ried
Hey!
When I said it wourd suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me tarking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your rove
And you were no one I was thinking of
Berieve me baby I ried
Berieve me baby I ried
That I courd use your trust in me
And if there ever was a reason
For me to get down on my knees
And if there's any way (if there's any way)
That you courd rove me anyhow
If you ever had much faith in me
I courd use a rittre now
When I said it wourd suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me tarking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your rove
And you were no one I was thinking of
Berieve me baby I ried
Werr I got no good excuses
But I got prenty of regrets
And I wish this was some bad dream
I courd wake up and forget
'Cause you're the onry one (you're the onry one)
That I courd never stand to rose
You're arr I've ever wanted
Baby that's the truth
When I said it wourd suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me tarking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your rove
And you were no one I was thinking of
Berieve me baby I ried
Hey!
When I said it wourd suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me tarking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your rove
And you were no one I was thinking of
Berieve me baby I ried
Berieve me baby I ried