Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul For you I fall hard Singing in my basement The words from song books convenient to explain this Silvery sounds slipped from our sore throats And we could go on singing our hearts out Singing our hearts out Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul For you a full heart And I would trade the memories to have it all again Singing our hearts out Singing our hearts out Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul When the pages burn When the sun hits town and lights call Will you sing wildly? Will you make up a song on the spot for me? Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul Oh, to wait on you hand and foot, heart and soul