Jacob Maxwell - Bowen Island Lyrics

Well I'm not much of a songwriter
I've never met someone quite like her
You never what you got till it's gone
So I'll go home and try to write this song

Blooming trees and clear blue skies
None of these things seem to fly my kite
Solitude and sorrow are my forte
Here I go again going my own way

Oooh, I miss your kisses, baby
Oooh, been thinking about it lately

Yes it's true that all things can
Work out someday for the good of a man
Let's get it started before I fall apart
I wanna love you with all my heart

Oooh, I miss your kisses, baby
Oooh, I'm thinking about you lately
Oooh, why won't you be my lady?
Will you think about it maybe?

Painting cabinets and scrubbing dishes
Dreaming dreams, and hopeful wishes
There we are baby, there we are
Holding hands and sharing secrets
Thinking of my past, I wanna keep it
I see it now baby, I see it now, oh

Oooh, I miss your kisses, baby
Oooh, I'm thinking about you lately
Whoa, won't you be my lady?
Will you think about it maybe?