Silver moon glow
Through the window
Spiraling smoke
Mountain abode
Gone are her dreams
Too, enemies
No one to please
Quiet, at ease
Someone arrives
Shaded by night
In search of a boon
And steps in her room
You've come crawling through the dead of the night
And the least I can do
Is offer you the clothes off my back
But I wish I could give you the moon
Take whatever you want, from me
Back on the beat
Lonely retreat
Clothes in his hand
Slipping like sand
Mountain of thoughts
Crumbles to dust
Sting of his pride
Runs to her side
You've come crawling through the dead of the night
And the least I can do
Is offer you the clothes off my back
But I wish I could give you the moon
Take whatever you want, from me
Doctor Guy - Take Whatever You Want Lyrics
Doctor Guy - Take Whatever You Want Lyrics
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Silver moon glow
Through the window
Spiraling smoke
Mountain abode
Gone are her dreams
Too, enemies
No one to please
Quiet, at ease
Someone arrives
Shaded by night
In search of a boon
And steps in her room
You've come crawling through the dead of the night
And the least I can do
Is offer you the clothes off my back
But I wish I could give you the moon
Take whatever you want, from me
Back on the beat
Lonely retreat
Clothes in his hand
Slipping like sand
Mountain of thoughts
Crumbles to dust
Sting of his pride
Runs to her side
You've come crawling through the dead of the night
And the least I can do
Is offer you the clothes off my back
But I wish I could give you the moon
Take whatever you want, from me
Through the window
Spiraling smoke
Mountain abode
Gone are her dreams
Too, enemies
No one to please
Quiet, at ease
Someone arrives
Shaded by night
In search of a boon
And steps in her room
You've come crawling through the dead of the night
And the least I can do
Is offer you the clothes off my back
But I wish I could give you the moon
Take whatever you want, from me
Back on the beat
Lonely retreat
Clothes in his hand
Slipping like sand
Mountain of thoughts
Crumbles to dust
Sting of his pride
Runs to her side
You've come crawling through the dead of the night
And the least I can do
Is offer you the clothes off my back
But I wish I could give you the moon
Take whatever you want, from me
Writer: Dan Grossman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid