Текст песни
I
would
write
a
song
for
you
Every
Sunday
afternoon
I'd
sit
on
a
couch,
figuring
out
the
right
words
to
say
the
truth
And
I
would
write
that
song
for
you
And
all
the
paintings
you
would
make
Until
my
walls
run
out
of
space
Whatever
you
draw,
pick
the
colours
you
love
I
will
always
find
a
place
For
all
the
paintings
you
would
make
'Cause
I
want
you
to
feel
at
home
with
me
Any
day
of
the
week
I
have
found
a
home
with
you
right
here
Can
you
find
it
with
me?
Summertime
will
come
around
And
we
can
watch
the
sun
go
down
And
you
will
be
safe
in
the
bed
that
I
made
So
when
winter
gets
you
down
Summertime
still
comes
around
'Cause
I
want
you
to
feel
at
home
with
me
Any
day
of
the
week
I
have
found
a
home
with
you
right
here
Can
you
find
it
with
me?
Find
it
with
me
Find
it
with
me
Find
it
with
me
Oh,
find
it
with
me
And
if
you
ever
leave
me
cold
Despite
everything
I
told
you
I
want
you
to
know
there
will
always
Be
love
and
a
pair
of
arms
to
hold
And
they
will
never
leave
you
cold
'Cause
I
want
you
to
feel
at
home
with
me
Any
day
of
the
week
I
have
found
a
home
with
you
right
here
Can
you
find
it
with
me?
Can
you
find
it
with
me?
Oh-oh-oh
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