It All Depends

By eric clapton

So you think you are something special;

I wonder why, baby, is that so? 

Could admit, you are something special.

Wont you tell me, girl? 	id love to know.

Yes, Ive seen you with your other girlfriends.

I can tell they really think youre fine.

And Ive seen you with your other men friends.

They dont know if youre a love of mine.

It all depends on how you feel, baby.

Ive got to know just how you feel, baby.

It all depends on how you feel, baby.

Ive got to know just how you feel, baby.

Chorus

cause youve taken away

The only thing Ive ever ever had.

Dont you know that I loved you? 

Whyd you make me feel bad? 

The only thing I ever loved

Was loving you.

First verse

Chorus

What makes you think you are something special?