i can talk to you

I Can Talk to You

It’s such a strange world,

Nothing seems to make sense,

But these are strange days,

No-body’s got the time to understand;

But I can talk to you mama,

I can talk to you

It’s four o’clock in the morning,

And I got so much on my mind,

There’s always one thing about you mama,

You stay here with me all night

And I can talk to you mama,

I can talk to you.

Out at the front fence

The old girls are whispering

Bad rumours drift like the wind

And it’s hard to find time

For the people you’d like,

To say that you love as your friends,

But I can talk to you mama

I can talk to you

written by: R.Clapton

publisher: Festival Music