A Million Songs

Come on, take you apart
Pump some blood in your heart
Let me love who you are
Be the moon to your star
I’m the ghost of your past
I am not your first but your last
You’re the pearl, I’m the glass
And I’ve been wanting to ask
'Cause a million songs get written about it
It’s an ancient old cliché
Oh, when are you going to love me?
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
When are you going to…
La la la la
When are you going to love me?
Come on, sing you a song
'Bout how it felt all along (Baby)
Let me tell you the truth
I’ve been waiting for you
You’re the ghost of my past
You’re not my first, but my last, I tell you
You’re the gold, I’m the brass
And now I’m going to ask
'Cause a million songs get written about it
It’s an ancient old cliché
Oh, when are you going to love me?
La la la la (Love me)
La la la la (Love me)
La la la la (Love me)
When are you going to…
La la la la
When are you going to love me?
Baby, you are the pearl
And I am the glass
You are the gold
And I am the brass
You’re the skies
And I am the ground
I’ve been waiting
'Cause a million songs get written about it
It’s an ancient old cliché
Oh, when are you going to love me?
La la la la (Love me)
La la la la (Love me)
La la la la (Love me)
When are you going to…
La la la la
When are you going to love me?