With All Of You I’ve Got – Michel Montecrossa

Minutes pass by. It’s my life.
Raindrops in my eyes.
And you take me home,
you lead me on.

You say: “I won’t leave you alone.”
And I say: “I want to be your home.”
Rain is dropping into my eyes.
There is nothing there except the sky.

I’m a-there where you are.
And I’m a-there in your heart.
With all of you,
all of you I’ve got.

Well, the rain it is there
but it’s not there in my heart.

I’m a-happy with all of you I’ve got,
with all of you I’ve got,
with all of you I’ve got.