Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
The way that you move
You take me to heaven
The things that you do
You got me confessin (got me confessin)
You fell from the sky
Type of perfection
Is this real life? (is this real life?)
Theres something about you
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Oh, oh
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Oh, oh
Oh, no baby dont lie
When you say that youll be mine
I cant look in your eyes
Cause I fall a thousand times
And all I want is you to testify, oh
Oh, so baby dont lie
When you say that youll be mine
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
I dont go to church
So be my religion
Im hung on your words
Give me something to believe in
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Oh, oh
Oh, no baby dont lie
When you say that youll be mine
I cant look in your eyes (in your eyes)
Cause I fall a thousand times
And all I want is you to testify (all I want is you)
Oh, so baby dont lie
When you say that youll be mine
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Gunner
I shut down for you
I go in, I dove in and drown you
They should be crowning you, cause
Youre way to good to be true
Hold up, hold up, ay
Please dont hesitate
Take me while theres still something left to take
Baby youre all that I crave
Tell me how many days do I have to chase you
Do I have to chase
Before I taste you
Before I can say
I can escape you
I cannot escape
Baby you are way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Youre way too good to be true
Songwriters: Bryn Christopher / George Tizzard / Philip Plested / Richard Baker / Richard James Parkhouse