Chickenfoot III

Chickenfoot III

Released on September 27, 2011

« Sidewalk blind, and old tin cup,
Lookin’ down I can’t look up,
Long gone ain’t comin’ back.
It’s later than I want it to be,
And long cold nights without much sleep,
Miss you babe.

Come closer.

You gotta run downtown, you gotta jump online,
Got something goin’ all the time,
Where you goin’ baby?
Got kids bringin’ in problems,
We got problems of our own,
I’m worried babe, ’bout goin’ the distance.

[Chorus] Just come closer.
Come closer.
Come closer, to me.
Baby come closer to me.

A guitar, a song, and a sleeping bag,
The moon, the stars, that’s all we had,
I sure miss that babe.
You got your space, and I got mine,
Got nothing to say ‘lmost all the time,
Feel you slippin’ away.

[Chorus] Come closer.
Now come closer, to me.
Baby come closer.
I need you. (Come closer)

All my life I wanted someone like you,
To stand by me.
Oh baby, I want you to come closer.

[Guitar Solo]

Every day I wake up,
I tell myself,
I need you by my side so badly,
Now come closer.

When I think ’bout you,
Oh I fall down on my knees,
Beg you, I beg you,
To come closer.

Come closer.
I want you,
Come closer to me.

[Chorus] Come closer.
Come closer.
Baby come closer, to me.
Stand by me baby.
Right there by my side,
Oh baby, baby, baby, baby…
I need you, I want you,
To come closer.
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