| Song | Closer to You |
| Artist | Cassandra Wilson |
| Album | thunderbird |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Brett Dennen - Closer To You | |
| Well I’ve tasted love so sweet | |
| Played around but not for keeps | |
| I never been knocked off my feet | |
| Till you came along | |
| In the room surrounding me | |
| Are angels I cannot see | |
| I know they come to carry me to | |
| Where I belong | |
| Closer to you, closer to you | |
| I’m singing like a sailor strutting up your avenue | |
| Like a clown in a costume shop | |
| With a pocket full of jewels | |
| All the knocks upon your door | |
| Footsteps fallen on your floor | |
| All the shipwrecks on your shore | |
| Mean nothing to me | |
| All the crooks on Capitol Hill | |
| Criminals on the dollar bills | |
| All the money on Wall Street still | |
| Couldn’t keep me from getting | |
| Closer to you. Closer to you | |
| Like a priest on a pulpit preaching to an empty room | |
| Like a drunk in a dive bar in the early afternoon | |
| Closer to you. | |
| Poets could not pronounce your name | |
| Gamblers couldn’t play the game | |
| Matchstick statues set to flame | |
| Couldn’t hold a candle to you | |
| Swindlers on the Sunset strip | |
| Hypnotists and hypocrites | |
| Ventriloquists and Pickpockets | |
| Wish that they could get | |
| Well I’ve tasted love so sweet | |
| Played around but not for keeps | |
| I never been knocked off my feet till you came along | |
| I sit through the trickery | |
| The jealousy and vanity | |
| The potency of your prophesy | |
| Because I long to be | |
| Closer to you. Closer to you | |
| Like a hound dog in a junkyard honey | |
| I’m howling at the moon | |
| Like a Pirate in a pawnshop with a pocket full of jewels | |
| Closer to you (x3) | |
| I’ll get through | |
| Oh baby I’ll get through | |
| Closer to you |
| Brett Dennen Closer To You | |
| Well I' ve tasted love so sweet | |
| Played around but not for keeps | |
| I never been knocked off my feet | |
| Till you came along | |
| In the room surrounding me | |
| Are angels I cannot see | |
| I know they come to carry me to | |
| Where I belong | |
| Closer to you, closer to you | |
| I' m singing like a sailor strutting up your avenue | |
| Like a clown in a costume shop | |
| With a pocket full of jewels | |
| All the knocks upon your door | |
| Footsteps fallen on your floor | |
| All the shipwrecks on your shore | |
| Mean nothing to me | |
| All the crooks on Capitol Hill | |
| Criminals on the dollar bills | |
| All the money on Wall Street still | |
| Couldn' t keep me from getting | |
| Closer to you. Closer to you | |
| Like a priest on a pulpit preaching to an empty room | |
| Like a drunk in a dive bar in the early afternoon | |
| Closer to you. | |
| Poets could not pronounce your name | |
| Gamblers couldn' t play the game | |
| Matchstick statues set to flame | |
| Couldn' t hold a candle to you | |
| Swindlers on the Sunset strip | |
| Hypnotists and hypocrites | |
| Ventriloquists and Pickpockets | |
| Wish that they could get | |
| Well I' ve tasted love so sweet | |
| Played around but not for keeps | |
| I never been knocked off my feet till you came along | |
| I sit through the trickery | |
| The jealousy and vanity | |
| The potency of your prophesy | |
| Because I long to be | |
| Closer to you. Closer to you | |
| Like a hound dog in a junkyard honey | |
| I' m howling at the moon | |
| Like a Pirate in a pawnshop with a pocket full of jewels | |
| Closer to you x3 | |
| I' ll get through | |
| Oh baby I' ll get through | |
| Closer to you |
| Brett Dennen Closer To You | |
| Well I' ve tasted love so sweet | |
| Played around but not for keeps | |
| I never been knocked off my feet | |
| Till you came along | |
| In the room surrounding me | |
| Are angels I cannot see | |
| I know they come to carry me to | |
| Where I belong | |
| Closer to you, closer to you | |
| I' m singing like a sailor strutting up your avenue | |
| Like a clown in a costume shop | |
| With a pocket full of jewels | |
| All the knocks upon your door | |
| Footsteps fallen on your floor | |
| All the shipwrecks on your shore | |
| Mean nothing to me | |
| All the crooks on Capitol Hill | |
| Criminals on the dollar bills | |
| All the money on Wall Street still | |
| Couldn' t keep me from getting | |
| Closer to you. Closer to you | |
| Like a priest on a pulpit preaching to an empty room | |
| Like a drunk in a dive bar in the early afternoon | |
| Closer to you. | |
| Poets could not pronounce your name | |
| Gamblers couldn' t play the game | |
| Matchstick statues set to flame | |
| Couldn' t hold a candle to you | |
| Swindlers on the Sunset strip | |
| Hypnotists and hypocrites | |
| Ventriloquists and Pickpockets | |
| Wish that they could get | |
| Well I' ve tasted love so sweet | |
| Played around but not for keeps | |
| I never been knocked off my feet till you came along | |
| I sit through the trickery | |
| The jealousy and vanity | |
| The potency of your prophesy | |
| Because I long to be | |
| Closer to you. Closer to you | |
| Like a hound dog in a junkyard honey | |
| I' m howling at the moon | |
| Like a Pirate in a pawnshop with a pocket full of jewels | |
| Closer to you x3 | |
| I' ll get through | |
| Oh baby I' ll get through | |
| Closer to you |