A man looks toward the future.
Produced by Sean Glonek
Words & Music by Keith Monacchio
Acoustic Guitar & Vocal by Keith Monacchio
Guitar by Sean Glonek
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After searching for a long time, a man finally thinks he has found the right person.
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I’ll Take Care of You
These arms are yours
There here if you want em
Do you?
Somehow I washed up on your shore
Thought I’d drift forever
Thought I’d float away
Seems that you been drifting to
Are you in need of a rescue?
If you want me to
I’ll take care of you
Yeah, if you want me to
I’ll take care of you
That fifty pound door
That you locked and braced the chair up
I’ll kick it down
And sleep on your floor
I’ve got time enough to give it time
I’ll relentlessly wait
Have you been waiting to?
Is my arrival long overdue?
If you need me to
I’ll take care of you
If you want me to
I’ll take care of you
I’ll fix you dinner
I’ll make the bed
I’ll tear down that old beat up shed
Make a new home
I’ll be home
These arms are yours
There here if you want em
They’re strong, broken & bruised
That fifty pound door
Locked & barricaded
No need to be scared anymore
Because, if you let me through
I’ll take care of you
If you ask me to
I’ll take care of you
These chances are far & few
But, if you trust me to
I’ll take care of you
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