I was with you in your pain
I was with you in your heartbreak
I was with you in your sorrow
But I guess I'm just a caretaker

I brought you joy in your gloom
I brought you hope in your dark hole
I brought you comfort in your anguish
Yet, I'm just a caretaker

Now he's back, picking up from where he left off
Now he's back, seeing you at your best
Now he's back to make you his
I guess I'm just a caretaker

When he goes, I'll be here to wipe your tears
When he goes, I'll be here to hold you up.
When he goes, I'll be here to make you smile again.
Yes, I'm just the caretaker

I cannot compose brilliant poems, sonnets, or verses,

and I cannot speak to you in Latin or Greek;

I cannot move you with any language made up by man.

Love is the only only language I could touch you with

If you only knew how much I could love you.

If you knew I love you;

If I were brave enough to tell you at all.