There will never be
Another one like you
There will never be
Another one who can
Do the things you do, oh
And if you have a certain evenin'
You could lend to me
I'd give it all right back to you
A how it has to be with you
I know your moves and your mind
And your mind
And your mind
And your mind
And your mind
And your mind
And your mind
Go head, brother
Did you stop it to consider?
Do you often stop and whisper?
It's Saturday's shore
The whole world's a savior
Who could ever, ever, ever
Ever, ever, ever
Ask for more?
And there will never be
Another the like you
There will never be
Another one who can
Do the things you do, oh
How you must of think and wondered
How I must feel
Out on the meadows
While you run the field
I'm alone for you
And I cry