I Will
You want me to walk 30 miles of mountains
Well I will, yes I will
You want to go a week without rest
Well I will, yes I will
You want to take my peace of mind
And leave my routines all behind
You want me to go without French press
Well I will
Chorus
Just don’t make me wait for your loving
Boy you know I’m captive to your touch
If you take that away, nothing else could make me stay
So don’t go trying your luck
You want me to fill my days with children
Well I will, yes I will
Rack my brains to feed and tame them
Well I will, yes I will
Though I often feel frustrated
When I have to play domesticated
If the term is end dated
Well I will
Chorus
Just don’t make me wait for your loving
Boy you know I’m captive to your touch
If you take that away, nothing else could make me stay
So don’t go trying your luck
You want to roll on road tripping
Well I will, yes I will
Torture me with hours of sitting
Well I will, yes I will
You want to head out in a boat
And spend two weeks afloat
And live with the dripping
Well I will
Chorus
Just don’t make me wait for your loving
Boy you know I’m captive to your touch
If you take that away, nothing else could make me stay
So don’t go trying your luck
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