(Carlene Carter)
Poets have a way with words
Turn my tears to diamonds
Every phrase the right one
It’s no wonder why I love him
I have waited all my life
Those tables took their time turnin’
My heart is forever burnin’
It’s no wonder why I love him
It’s sweetness, it’s hit and miss
It’s fever every time we kiss
It’s heartache, he makes me shake
But, oh, what a way to go
Poets have a way with words
All mistakes made for wisdom
That’s the way he sees them
It’s no wonder why I love him
Why I love him
Why I love him
«Take me» were his only words
«Turn my tears to diamonds
Make me the right one»
It’s no wonder why I love him …