By Trisha Yearwood


Struck by the moon, rising too soon

I feel a pain deep inside me

Cold northern wind, a fist in my chin

Makin' me wild for you baby
What can I do to get back to you?

I'm feelin' desperate and lonely

The city's a river of cold misery

Makin' me wild for you baby

Chorus


I'm down on my knees

Hear me cry for you baby

Cold misery

I would die for you baby

I pray you will see

These tears I cry
Nights, I can't sleep; my tears are cheap

I'm losin' hold of my senses

I can't contain all of this pain

And it's makin' me wild for you baby

Chorus

Makin' me wild for you baby

Goin' wild for you baby

Hear me cry

Hear me cry

For you baby

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