Lyrics:

A young man strumming his guitar

in the corner of a bar

singing ‘bout a brocken heart

for hours and hours

by closing time I face the fact

that if I had a gift like that

I know that I could win her back

but there's some things I can't do

so now it's up to you.



Write one for me

put the perfect words together

write one for me

the melody to last forever

I don't have the song, so if you please

tell her she's a right one for me.



It does no good for you to play

a pretty song like Yesterday

‘cause that's not what I need to say

to get her to love me

I'm too scared to tell her so

so if you'd be my Cyrano

and send to her a tune I know

that she would send her mind

so take a little time and...



Write one for me ...



If I could have a poem, I would send one

but I don't have a pen, I can't depend on

I can't come up with a single line

so would you write the song

and tell her what's is my mine, all mine.



Write one for me ...