paroles de chanson This Love - Marie Hines

Sun stained photographs
Window panes holding back the heat
Of a Tennessee June
An ice cube from the tray
Dime stand lemonade
Fade into late afternoon

We have got no money, but we've got this
We have got no money, but we've got this love

Ray on the record player
Jolene in the air
Cross-legged on the linoleum

Bare-faced, fingers laced in yours
On this second floor apartment
Wonder how we'll make rent
Grocery store lilies in a vase
You bought yesterday for me
Just because you missed me

We have got no money, but we've got this
We have got no money, but we've got this love
We don't have all the answers, but we've got this
We don't have all the answers, but we've got this love

I'm hanging off your every word
As if they're all I've ever heard
While we go sailing through the years
Remember what we started here

We have got no money, but we've got this
We have got no money, but we've got this love
We don't need every answer 'cause we've got this
We don't need every answer 'cause we've got this love

Oh, we got no, oh, we got no money
But I got you, I got you
Oh, we got no, oh, we got no money
But I got you, I got you