Sometimes I try to count the ways and reasons that I love you. But I can never seem to count that far. I love you in a million ways and for a million reasons.
Every day is a car alarm. That I don't know how to disarm. Where is the silence. That simple silence. . Every day is a time bomb. Ticking louder till it goes off.
Felt like I was born on the backside of the moon. Never been a sunshine child. I'm not one for pity even when I'm in the mood. But it's comin' to the point in my life.