Mitch Gettman - Midwest Melody

To my love while you're sleeping darling
Couldn't tell a word about the way I feel now
So much talk, needing action so much
Can't relate to any emotion I own

Didn't know how to speak to you darling
Wasn't sure just how to go about the approach
It's my fault, I've been drinking solo
Gotta get ahold of what I love

And the cell phone light is beaming
As I know you want it to
And it starts to get so tough
And I think I've had too much
Well come on

I wouldn't waste it

And the cell phone light is beaming
As I know you want it to
And it starts to get so tough
And I think I've had too much
Well come on

Written by:
Mitchell Gettman

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