It's Late
It's Up To You
Rick Nelson
Music and lyrics by Jerry Fuller
Jerry Fuller was drafted and sent to upstate New York, where
he wrote, "It's Up To You". He procured a weekend pass and
flew the tape of his new song to Ricky in Los Angeles.
It's up to you
Because I've done everything I can
I hope that you
Will say that I'm your lovin' man
Make up your mind
And do what you're gonna do
Well you know how I feel
So I'm leaving it up to you
It's all so clear
That I would give everything I own
To have you near
Never leave me all alone
I need your love
So, darling, please be fair
Let me know where I stand
And I hope that you say you care
Well I've laid my cards on the table
And its oh so plain to see
That I'm ready, willing and able
To love you faithfully
It's up to you
No, it's not for me to say
You love me too
Oh, but I hope you feel that way
Make up your mind
And do what you're gonna do
Well you know how I feel
So I'm leaving it up to you
Make up your mind
And do what you're gonna do
Well you know how I feel
So I'm leaving it up to you
It's up to you
Darling, it's up to you
Baby, it's up to you
Darling, it's up to you
Baby, it's up to you
Darling. it's up to you
Baby, it's up to you
Transcribed by Richard Pontin
(PLNEAPPLE@aol.com)
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I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking