Simple Love - Michael Ball

Little yellow house sittin' on a hill

That is where he lived

That is where he died

Every Sunday morning

Hear the weeping willows cry

Two children born

A beautiful wife

Four walls and livin’s all he needed in life

Always giving, never asking back

I wish I had a simple love like that

I want a simple love like that

Always giving, never askin' back

For when I’m in my final hour lookin' back

I hope I had a simple love like that

My momma was his only little girl

If he’d had the money he’d have given her the world

Sittin' on the front porch together they would sing

Oh how I long to hear that harmony

I want a simple love like that

Always giving never asking back

When I’m in my final hour looking back

I hope I had a simple love like that

I want a simple love like that

Always giving never asking back

When I’m in my final hour looking back

I hope I had a simple love like that