What if there was no beginning?
Even worse no end?
So while I'm laying next to you.
Where should I begin?
How I love the idea
that one can become two.
I want to be charming.
Believe me I'm doing my best.
I try a little everyday
so long as this heart
continues to beat in my chest.
So let's sing a little.
Just about the praises.
and the clichés of the glory of love.
When does too much become enough?
I can't even imagine
this dream I have.
Where I wake up with
someone for whom I care.
I'm more accustomed
to rolling over to the thought
of nothing but air.
So let's promise,
when we decide
that one can become two
that you won't let me
fall in love with you. |