Always there at your beck and call.
To complete tasks whether big or small
Ensuring the completion of them all, from your service I do not fall.
Always there to serve each little whim, yet the light in my eyes grow dim.
Compliments shift from me to him, my cup is full, it's up to the brim.
Sit sometime and contemplate, this love that's come to you as of late.
A love that differs from the rest.
Ones that objective is to be the very best.
If your feelings still remain mixed, concentrate on the one you can fix.
The actions that you take, the moves that you make, in the end we'll see
may break the heart of you not me.