I wanna hold you For a solid week or two Lay down on our bed Say things I've never said About love, our baby, and you I wanna kiss you all night long Wake up and make love to you at dawn Cradle you with care Or drown in your hair Drink all your naked tears But tonight I feel so sad So many things turn out bad People try to hurt you They got nothing better to do This is my offering The only thing I can offer while I'm gone Please won't you take it Make it your own It was created For you while you're alone I hear opera From a busted TV in Atlanta This hotel room's starting to spin At the Southern Hospitality Inn My God, that soprano sounds like you Because tonight I feel so sad So many things turn out bad Some people try to hurt you There ain't a damn thing that I can do This is my offering The only thing I can offer while I'm gone Please won't you take it Make it your own It was created For you while you're alone Please won't you take it Make it your own It was created For you while you're alone