I Wouldn't Miss It For The World - Johnathan Rice

So you've loved me now 
For half a year 
Despite the distance and the fear 
Of a falling sky and a gathering storm 
That'll blow me back where I came from 

That ain't the way I see you baby 
I know you're not that kind of girl 
When you die I will come looking for you 
I wouldn't miss it for the world 

An opportunist waiting for a chance 
To fuck you over leave you flat 
Take off your dress and go straight to the press 
To make time on the evening news 

Is that the way you see me baby 
I know you're not that kind of girl 
When you die I will come looking for you
I wouldn't miss it for the world 

That murderer who shares your cell 
Well his sentence don't have to be yours as well
Cause when you sleep you count the stars 
He's making enemies across the bars 

That ain't the way I see you baby 
I know you're not that kind of girl 
When you die I will come looking for you
I wouldn't miss it for the world