If I were to write a love song,
would comparing you to the moon be wrong?
You glow in the night,
guiding me with your light,
I'd never get lost without you.
But the moon has 4 quarters, I rarely see it whole.
And for me to see it all, a month of my life it stole.
Its color is gray, save for some blue.
But you make me feel otherwise, that is true. :-)
Chorus:
I could swoon every woman with the pen as I write
But such love is nothing, I wouldn't feel right.
If dad gave me some money and wished me good luck
I'd be like the chicken and go run amuck.
All I can pray to you instead of success
Is to make me a servant, no more and no less.
Verse II
If I were to write a love song,
would comparing you to my lover be wrong?
Her hugs I can feel, her kisses are like soft rain.
But trusting her alone, salvation I can't gain.
Bridge:
Why can't I describe you, or make you a thing?
I just want to write a song for me to sing.
You aren't like any other, my ship and my rudder,
More words cannot define you, just Alpha and Omega.
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