Most nights when I get off of work before I wash and fall asleep
My heart wonders away from me
I stare at the wall
And somewhere in the back of my mind I hear my conscience call
Out you…..
Could I be pheaning for your love because the way you milk me with it got me sprung boo
Despite the desire to be mean to me
I still dream
Painting pictures of the you and I that we once had and still may one day have once more
People ask me why don’t I just leave this thing alone
But I don’t think I can…..
I bet if I had a hundred dollar id probably would exchange for some change
So that I could convert my mind frame
Into a dime like you…
Be with me
Creep with me
Hopefully we can open up to the world and swallow each other up with our love
And hope to God that people don’t try to separate us
Maybe
Just maybe
They might understand
That just because I love you doesn’t mean I’m sprung its just that you make me a better man
I intend to wrap you up into these manly arms of mine and not let you go
Because there is a part of me that will never ever let you go
