With hand on heart
You right from the start,
You taught me to take my part.
No cross to bear,
No reason to care,
My life was all up in air,
Four to the floor I was sure,
Never seeing clear,
I could have it all,
Whenever you are near.
The iron hand did not understand the plight of the common man.
Four to the floor I was sure,
Never seeing clear,
I could have it all
Whenever you are near.
Four to the floor I was sure,
She would be my girl,
We'd rent a little world,
Have a little girl.
Four to the floor I was sure,
Never seeing clear,
I could have it all
If only you were here.
Four to the floor I was sure
You would be my girl,
We'd rent a little world,
Have a little girl.
Four to the floor I was sure
Never seeing clear,
I can have it all
Whenever you are near.
Writer(s): Robert John Lange
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