Everyone Adores You (At Least I Do)

You can act all shy But you know that I want you In the dead of night I want to live with you So terrified of the road that takes you Me too Don't modify, every one adores you At least I do Right where the black wood sighs I look at you, through and through Right where your father died I'll hold on to your hand So terrified of the road that takes you Me too Don't modify, every one adores you At least I do, ha-ha-ha Everybody has you up on their wall sometimes Everybody thinks of you when they sleep at night When I say, "Everybody," I'm actually referring to mе, eeh-eeh, eeh, eeh