Still Can’t Write a Love Song
If you want a song
I’ll buy you one
From someone who knows how to
Write you the perfect verse
The strings don’t buzz
The meter sticks
You get your fix
Cause no, no song of mine
Will do or ever sound right
For i’m not in control
Of what I can’t define
And I feel like i don’t know what love is…
And I feel like i don’t know where love is…
Most of the time
But i guess i can give it a try…
Her grace lights the room enough to make it disappear.
Her eyes own me. Vulnerable and exposed I find myself trembling with her every move. And her voice… Well, i guess somebody had to teach the angels how to sing.
The gentlest touch triggers a surrender. If this is a war i’m no match for her vigor. For time did come and time may pass, but the immensity of her essence always resounds with an overwhelming echo:
It’s amazing how a whole world can fit inside a person…
She can fit two.