And Then There's You - Bill Ryder-Jones

Tell me I’m wrong and I’m yours

It’s easy to change and you know I would

If I only could

Tell me again what I’m worth

When everything hurts something like you

And then there’s you

I do too much, don’t I babe?

And everything’s strange

I once understood is all mixed up

I’ve given a lot this year

I want you to hear something good

You deserve that much

My mistrust, my mistrust

Take me home again

My mistrust, my mistrust

We’re alone again

My mistrust, my mistrust

Take me home again

My mistrust, my mistrust

Take me home again

My mistrust, my mistrust

Take me home again

My mistrust, my mistrust

We’re alone again

My mistrust, my mistrust

Take me home again

My mistrust, my mistrust

Take me home again

My mistrust

My mistrust

My mistrust, my mistrust