I got flowers in the spring
I got you, you wear my ring
And when I'm sad, you're a clown
And if I get scared you're always around
And then they say your hair's too long
But I don't care, with you I can't do wrong
Then put your warm little hand in mine
There ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb
Babe, I got you babe, I got you, Babe.
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you I won't let go
I got you who loves me so
I got you, babe.
