Lyrics:

I wanna 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 wanna kiss you all night long
Wake up and make love to you at dawn
Cradle you with care
Or drown in your hair
Drink all your naked tears

But tonight I feel so sad
So many things turn 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
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 turn 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
Make it your own
It was created
For you while you're alone

Please won't you take it
Make it your own
It was created
For you while you're alone