I Hope That's Me
Somebody's gotta scratch your back, the places you can't reach
Say something that'll make you laugh, that's exactly what you need,
And I hope that's me, I hope that's me.
Somebody's gonna get dressed up and take you out for valentine's,
Get lots of jealous looks thinking that's one lucky guy,
And I hope that's me, I hope that's me.
And you, you keep on wondering who, is gonna love you like I already
do, and I keep wondering when you'll see, that eventually.
Somebody's gonna throw on a
When your fever hits a hundred and two,
Go down and pick your prescription up,
And come home and fix you soup,
And I hope that's me, I hope that's me.
Somebody's gonna buy a ring,
Somebody's gonna make you cry,
Somebody's gonna lift that veil,
And get to look into your eyes,
And I hope that's me, I hope that's me.
Cause you, you keep on wondering who, is gonna love you like I
already do, and I keep wondering when you'll see, maybe eventually.
Old man on a front porch swing,
Looking back on his long life,
Glass of ice tea in his hand,
Other arm around his wife.
And I hope that's you, I hope that's me.
I hope that's you, and I hope that's me.
I hope that's you, and I hope that's me.
I hope that's you, and I hope that's me.
I hope that's me.
Espero que sea yo
Alguien tiene que rascarte la espalda, en los lugares que no puedes alcanzar
Decir algo que te haga reír, eso es exactamente lo que necesitas
Y espero que sea yo, espero que sea yo.
Alguien se vestirá elegante y te llevará a cenar en San Valentín,
Recibirá muchas miradas de envidia pensando que es un tipo afortunado,
Y espero que sea yo, espero que sea yo.
Y tú, sigues preguntándote quién, te amará como ya lo hago yo,
y yo sigo preguntándome cuándo verás, que eventualmente.
Alguien va a ponerse un
Cuando tu fiebre llegue a cien y dos,
Ir a recoger tu receta médica,
Y volver a casa a prepararte sopa,
Y espero que sea yo, espero que sea yo.
Alguien va a comprar un anillo,
Alguien va a hacerte llorar,
Alguien va a levantar ese velo,
Y podrá mirarte a los ojos,
Y espero que sea yo, espero que sea yo.
Porque tú, sigues preguntándote quién, te amará como yo
ya lo hago, y yo sigo preguntándome cuándo verás, tal vez eventualmente.
Un anciano en un columpio en el porche,
Mirando hacia atrás en su larga vida,
Vaso de té helado en su mano,
El otro brazo alrededor de su esposa.
Y espero que seas tú, espero que sea yo.
Espero que seas tú, y espero que sea yo.
Espero que seas tú, y espero que sea yo.
Espero que seas tú, y espero que sea yo.
Espero que sea yo.
Escrita por: Brad Paisley / Chris DeBois / Tim Owens