I want to 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 want to kiss you all night long Wake up and make love to your dog Cradle you with care, or drown in your hair Drink all your naked tears But tonight I feel so sad So many things turned 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 And 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 turned 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 And make it your own It was created for you while you're alone Please won't you take it And make it your own It was created for you while you're alone *