Yours Lyrics

Eager, always too eager

First to raise hands, last in line

I'd prefer you'd say it to me first

My pen is weeping to say something kind

Was not invisible to you on the ballroom floor

So I signed the letter "Yours,"

Easy, it was too easy

It's almost scary, it was second thought

I'm queasy awful uneasy

Reading your reply that I'm quick to trot

Could you just see me for my tongue and my good scores?

'Fraid that I'm already yours

Could you just see me for my tongue and my good scores?

'Fraid that I'm already yours