Letra de I Could Write A Book

A B C D E F G I never learned to spell, At least not well. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 I never learned to count, A great amount. But my busy mind is burning to use what learning I've got, I won't waste any time, I'll strike while the iron is hot. If they asked me, I could write a book About the way you walk, and whisper, and look. I could write a preface On how we met So the world would never forget. And the simple secret of the plot Is just to tell them that I love you a lot. And the world discovers As my book ends, How to make two lovers Of friends. <instrumental> And the simple secret of the plot Is just to tell them that I love you a lot. And the world discovers As my book ends, How to make two lovers Of friends.