Paroles de Whatcha Gonna Do For Me

All night and all day, just chippin' away It's all in a day's work; Tryin' hard to defend the time that I spend alone The ground that you lose exploiting the blues Won't get the job done; Still, as deep as it bites, I'm keepin' my sights on you Whatcha gonna for me What are you gonna do for me Whatcha gonna do for me, when the chips are down In the cool of the night, when nothing seems right The feeling can take you; Strange as it seems, you make your own dreams come true If you try to conceal the way that you feel You're askin' for trouble; Just as sure as you'll cry, I'm keepin' my eye on you You don't have to tell me I'm to blame for this The thing you hold against me, Is the thing that I miss