It's You
Michelle Branch
Hotel Paper
If tomorrow never comes
I would want just one thing
I would tell it to the stars and the sun
I would write it for the world to see
And it's you-ou-oooou
The light changes when you're in the room
Oh it's you-ou-oooou
Oh it's you
If tomorrow never comes
I would want just one wish
To kiss your quiet mouth
And trace the steps with my finger tips
And it's you-ou-ooou
The light changes when you're in the room
Oh it's you-ou-oooou
Oh it's you
Oh it's you-ou
Oh it's you-ou-oooou
Oh it's you
Oh oh it's you
Oh it's you-ou