Some people say,
I'm one of those guys,
With blessings in life over-looked.
Sometimes I feel like the tattered, torn pages,
Of some old, paperback book.
All the places I've played,
And the money I've made,
Still I've got nothing to show.
The only thing that I have left,
In the whole, wide world,
Is you.
You put your whole life,
Into something you love,
And you never get that one big break,
That'll take you out
Of those backstreet bars,
And put you on,
Center stage.
But a million tears,
And a million beers,
Have just about washed me up.
And the only thing that I have left,
In the whole, wide world,
Is you.
CHORUS:
I gave it all I had,
Every night,
For all these years,
Pouring out my soul,
Till it was gone.
I spread myself so thin,
I'm just barely hanging on,
But tonight I'm with you,
And you can carry me through,
Just love me.
Cause the only thing that I have left,
In the whole, wide world,
Is you.
REPEAT CHORUS
Oh, is you.
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