Chicago might be cold
How nice the way you’ve folded
Everything so neatly
We’ll talk when I get back
I wish I could retract
Things I said so indiscreetly

We give we take
We build we break
We stare at the moon and we sigh
We give we take
For heaven’s sake
I never wanna make you cry

I’ll see you in an hour
I’m bringin’ home some flowers
I just wanna be a blessing
And if you feel the need
To give me something sweet
That’s a motive I’m confessing

We give we take
We build we break
We stare at the moon and we sigh
We give we take
For heaven’s sake
I never wanna make you cry

I just wanna make your sky brighter
I just wanna make your heart lighter
I just wanna set your world on fire…

That’s a motive I’m confessing


(Hindalong, Byrd)