If The Girl Was Mine
All Words And Music By Kenne Silva (copyright 1999)
I see her every morning, as the new day’s dawning;
I see her pass by, a single tear in her eye.
She says she’s got a man, but that he just don’t understand;
I can tell that she’s lonely-it ain’t something that she’s gotta say.
That man’s gotta be a fool, to treat his woman so cruel.
Such a vision of lovliness, her breath sweet as a soft caress;
Long hair flowing in the noonday breeze, she makes me weak in the knees.
A prettier girl you’ll never see, I can’t believe she’d even talk to me;
Her smile turns me into mush, her inner beauty’d make an angel blush.
That man’s gotta be a fool, to treat his woman so cruel.
Now if the girl was mine, I’d make love to her all the time;
I’d make her feel so safe at night, wrapped in my arms so tight.
Now if the girl was mine, I’d buy her roses and cherry wine;
I’d make her know how much she means to me-
And by her side is where I’d always be...
I’d make her happy-if I could be so bold;
Heart to heart-soul to soul;
I’d give her what she’s looking for-she won’t be lonely no more...
Now when her day is done, and she longs for her special one;
He don’t give her a second look, so she finds her romance in a book.
In the pages of her fantasy world, she longs to be somebody’s girl;
She knows what she misses so much-a real man with a tender touch.
That man’s gotta be a fool, to treat this woman so cruel.
The midnight hour is coming down, she cries when no one’s around;
Her regrets turn into fears, as she wets her pillow with her tears.
She prays for sleep to come, to forget what she’s become;
‘Cause in her dreams she can run free-dare I hope that she dreams of me.
That man must be a fool, to treat this woman so cruel.
But if the girl was mine, I'd make love to her al the time;
I'd make her feel so safe at night, wrapped in my arms so tight.
Now if the girl was mine, I'd buy her roses and cherry wine;
I'd make her know how much she means to me-
And by her side is where I'd always be...
All Words And Music By Kenne Silva (copyright 1999)
I see her every morning, as the new day’s dawning;
I see her pass by, a single tear in her eye.
She says she’s got a man, but that he just don’t understand;
I can tell that she’s lonely-it ain’t something that she’s gotta say.
That man’s gotta be a fool, to treat his woman so cruel.
Such a vision of lovliness, her breath sweet as a soft caress;
Long hair flowing in the noonday breeze, she makes me weak in the knees.
A prettier girl you’ll never see, I can’t believe she’d even talk to me;
Her smile turns me into mush, her inner beauty’d make an angel blush.
That man’s gotta be a fool, to treat his woman so cruel.
Now if the girl was mine, I’d make love to her all the time;
I’d make her feel so safe at night, wrapped in my arms so tight.
Now if the girl was mine, I’d buy her roses and cherry wine;
I’d make her know how much she means to me-
And by her side is where I’d always be...
I’d make her happy-if I could be so bold;
Heart to heart-soul to soul;
I’d give her what she’s looking for-she won’t be lonely no more...
Now when her day is done, and she longs for her special one;
He don’t give her a second look, so she finds her romance in a book.
In the pages of her fantasy world, she longs to be somebody’s girl;
She knows what she misses so much-a real man with a tender touch.
That man’s gotta be a fool, to treat this woman so cruel.
The midnight hour is coming down, she cries when no one’s around;
Her regrets turn into fears, as she wets her pillow with her tears.
She prays for sleep to come, to forget what she’s become;
‘Cause in her dreams she can run free-dare I hope that she dreams of me.
That man must be a fool, to treat this woman so cruel.
But if the girl was mine, I'd make love to her al the time;
I'd make her feel so safe at night, wrapped in my arms so tight.
Now if the girl was mine, I'd buy her roses and cherry wine;
I'd make her know how much she means to me-
And by her side is where I'd always be...
