Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul
For you I fall hard
Singing in my basement
The words from song books convenient to explain this
Silvery sounds slipped from our sore throats
And we could go on singing our hearts out
Singing our hearts out

Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul
Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul

For you a full heart
And I would trade the memories to have it all again
Singing our hearts out
Singing our hearts out

Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul
Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul

When the pages burn
When the sun hits town and lights call
Will you sing wildly?
Will you make up a song on the spot for me?

Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul
Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul