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Honey, lovin' you is the greatest thing |
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I get to be myself and I get to sing |
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I get to play at being irresponsible |
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I come home late and I love your soul |
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But I never forget you in my prayers |
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I never have a bad thing to report |
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You're my picture on the wall, |
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You're my vision in the hall |
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You're the one I'm talking to, |
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When I get in from my work |
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You're my guy, |
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And you don't even know it |
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You're the funny little frog in my throat |
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My eyesight's fading, my hearing's dim |
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I can't get insured for the state I'm in |
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I'm a danger to myself |
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I've been starting fights |
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At the party at the club |
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On a saturday night |
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But I don0t get disapproving |
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From my boy |
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He gets the all hightlights |
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Wrapped in joy... |
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You're my picture on the wall, |
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You're my vision in the hall |
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You're the one I'm talking to, |
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When I get in from my work |
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You're my guy, |
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And you don't even know it |
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I am livin' out the life of a poet |
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I am the jester in the ancient court |
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You're the funny little frog in my throat |
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I had a conversation |
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With you last night |
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It's a little one sided |
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But that's all right |
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I tell you in the kitchen about my day |
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You sit on the bed |
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In the dark changing place |
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With the ghost that was there |
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Before you came |
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You've come to save my life again |
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I don't dare to touch your hand |
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I don't dare to think of you |
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In a physical way |
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And I don't know how you smell |
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You're the cover of my magazine |
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You're a fashion tip, a living museum |
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I'd pay to visit you on rainy sundays |
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I'll maybe tell you all about it someday |
