The Visit Songtext
von Morton Valence

Late last night
You were knocking at my door
Didn′t I tell you
Not to come round anymore?
I could tell you'd had a drink
You were fumbling around
Looking for a place
To lay your head down


Well I′ve tried to be straight
But what can I say?
I guess if there's a God
He didn't make me that way
Well here I am
There you go
Everything we had
Was everything I didn′t know

Nobody′s perfect
But I still need you so
I've got a strange way to show it
I don′t wanna let go
I don't wanna let go