Lletres: John Prine. Common Sense. That Close to You.

Like a bolt of lightning, like a bolt of thunder
Like a cloudy day, down at the zoo
Like a drowning man that will never go under
That close to you, yeah, that close to you

In the middle of the night
You'd ask me to make you smile
You'd come on like a one armed child
With a hole in its shoe, poor you

Everybody oughtta know
It only hurts you for a little while
So stop putting yourself on trial
For something you didn't do
Not you, to me, can't we be just like

Lovers and mothers and brothers and sorrow
Can I find a little something with a nicer view
I'm hating to plead but I'm begging to borrow
Just to be close to you, yeah, that close to you

In the middle of the night
You'd ask me to make you smile
You'd come on like a one armed child
With a hole in its shoe, poor you

Everybody oughtta know
It only hurts you for a little while
So stop putting yourself on trial
For something you didn't do
Not you, to me, can't we be just like

Lovers and mothers and brothers and sorrow
Can I find a little something with a nicer view
I'm hating to plead but I'm begging to borrow
Just to be that close to you, yeah, that close to you
Ooh, that close to you, yeah, that close to you