Gotta have you by The Weepies

Grey, quiet and tired and mean
I'm picking at a worried seam
Try to make you mad at me over the phone
Red eyes and fire and signs
I'm taken by a nursery rhyme
I want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home
No amount of coffee, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
No, no, no, no, no
Nothing else will do
I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you

The road gets cold
There's no spring in the middle this year
I'm the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears
(Oh) Such a prima donna, sorry for myself
But green, it is also summer
And I won't be warm till I'm lying in your arms
No amount of coffee, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
No, no, no, no, no
Nothing else will do
Ive gotta have you, I've gotta have you

I see it all through a telescope
Guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat
Lying in the back of the blue boat
Humming a tune

No amount of coffee, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no wine
No, no, no, no, no
Nothing else will do
I've gotta have you, ive gotta have you
No amount of coffe, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
No, no, no, no, no
Nothing else will do
I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you
I've gotta have you
Gotta have you
I've gotta have you