作词 : Helen Marie Simms/William Evans Reeves
作曲 : Helen Marie Simms/William Evans Reeves
Tell me your truth
Tell me your lies
Just tell me everything
As you look into my tired eyes and say: I love you
Pick up your fiddle
Pick up your bow
I’ll grab this old guitar
We’ll sink into the gentle stars and play: Ebb and Flow.
I’d write a thousand songs
Or maybe more
‘Til my hands are dust
And these grateful words
Spill upon the floor a thousand ways
For me to say: I love