Yesterday’s history. Tomorrow’s a mystery. Today is just a gift.
Love me like lovers do. Do what you want me to. Long as you promise me this;
Just to give me love. I’ll be ready when you say you’re not.
I was stuck in a rut. Fever kicked in my gut. I was in such pain.
Then you came and kissed me, but I made you miss me, like fire in the rain.
But I left love in my thunderous wake.
I’m sorry for the sins I know that you forewent for me.
I’m not playing savior. My reckless behavior is not what I wanted to be.
I’ve learned such great amounts from the birds that fly south to feel the sun’s embrace.
I take what I’m given, but love, I’m not livin’, one second more in this frigid place.
I need love, and the warmth from above.
I’m learning quickly falling fast is painfully such fun.
So in I go. I hold my nose, but I can’t stop the plunge.
With one eye open, two fingers crossed, I’ll hold you through the night.
If I am an owl, your stiff arms may snap but I’ll fly before I pick a fight.
The snow outside’s melting. I’ll grow when I’m well because I’ve still got my bass and all my love.