hank williams, jr.
the air that i breathe
If I could make a wish I think I'd pass Can't think of anything I need No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound Nothing to eat, no books to read Making love with you  Has left me peaceful warm and tired What more could I ask  There's nothing left to be desired Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak Sleep, silent angel go to sleep  Sometimes all I need  Is the air that I breathe  And to love you  Sometimes all I need  Is the air that I breathe  And to love you  Sometimes all I need  Is the air that I breathe  And to love you