To me, the words just don't do it.
I mean, something is always missing.
You see, it's not me that makes sense of it.
My partner is to take care of that mess.
I like it when you come to me
To tell me when I've "not yet begun"
Or really tried to give up what's in me,
It's you that really make writing fun
Or even worth my while for the time it takes
To scribble down all the words
From my heart, so that you may know me
Enough so we'll never cross swords.
Now, I've failed to mention my need for you
To fulfill for me all your dreams
Because without your whole heart
to absorb my soul
My love will burst at the seams.
Because without your whole heart
to absorb my soul
My love will burst at the seams.............WOW