Lyric 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.
Won t you tell me, girl? I d love to know.

Yes, I ve seen you with your other girlfriends.
I can tell they really think you re fine.
And I ve seen you with your other men friends.
They don t know if you re a love of mine.

It all depends on how you feel, baby.
I ve got to know just how you feel, baby.
It all depends on how you feel, baby.
I ve got to know just how you feel, baby.

Chorus

Cause you ve taken away
The only thing I ve ever ever had.
Don t you know that I loved you?
Why d 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?