Nothing Was Stolen
Matthew Houck
Well, apart from the things I touched
Nothing got broke all that much
And apart from the things I took
Nothing got stolen babe, and look
You can love me foolishly
Love me foolish-like
Well I wake in the morning and dress
Hang a charm of gold around my neck
And I sip from my silver cup
And I sing these words for good luck
I sing,? Love me foolishly
Love me foolish-like?
Well I wake in the morning and I dress
I hang that charm of gold around my neck
And I haul to her window and I look
And I crawl on inside and wake her up
Singing,? Love me foolishly
Love me foolish-like?
So, apart from the things I touched
Nothing got broke all that much
And apart from the things I took
Nothing got stolen babe, and look
You can love me foolishly
Love me foolish-like