Lorrie Morgan. Five Minutes. Zeneszám

You look so disbelievin' at my suitcase by the door
My taxi?s on it's way here, I can?t take it anymore
Lately you?ve forgotten what lovin' me is about
Well, now you?ve got five minutes to figure it out

You?ve got five minutes to tell me what I?ve needed to hear
You?ve got five minutes to get me to believe you?re sincere
That?s not much time to change my mind, it?ll take a miracle, no doubt
And you?ve got five minutes to figure it out

Now I?ve got your attention, here?s what I?ve got to say
You?d better do some talkin', ?cause my taxi?s on it's way
We used to set the nights on fire, now everyday is the same
Well, now you?ve got five minutes to kindle the flame

You?ve got five minutes to tell me what I?ve needed to hear
You?ve got five minutes to show me that you?re really sincere
That?s not much time to change my mind, it?ll take a miracle, no doubt
And you?ve got five minutes to figure it out

You can start with, "Please, don?t leave me" and end with, "I love you"
And if you?d only kiss me the way you used to do
You could see a miracle come true

You?ve got five minutes to tell me what I?ve needed to hear
You?ve got five minutes to show me that you?re really sincere
That?s not much time to change my mind, it?ll take a miracle, no doubt
And you?ve got five minutes to figure it out
You?ve still got five minutes to figure it out