Pain, suffering, mourning about it all.
Why can't I understand the meaning of it all, God's true call?

I thought about it long and without mistake,
I filled my mind with love and prayed until I heard no refrain.

My thoughts rebound and ricochet about,
I can't control it and neither can these restless legs who want to shout.

I realize now it truly all is in my head,
for me personally...God is dead.

did you know that you
still have to deliver the
baby when he's dead?

You're a silver-lined cloud on a bleak and dreary day
You're the invisible force standing in my way

You're a mockingbird's song on a clear summer night
You're the hot tears shed from a too-bright light

You're the solitary thing that I cannot live without
You're the cruel temptation of an impossible route

You're these words that I write, all coming out wrong
You're the inspiration that has taken far too long

You snore when you
sleep in the car
(just a little)
and you jiggle your
right leg when
I drive
(just a little).

You smile (just a little)
when I hiccup
and you laugh when
I save you a bite
(just a little).

When you tell me
you love me your
eyes crinkle up
(just a little)
and when you laugh
you tear up
(just a little).

You say my name slow
when you're (just a little)
bit mad
but you call me honey
when you're (just a little)
bit glad.

All of these things
add up to so much
but if you asked me
to tell you
how much

I love you

I would have to say

*Just a little.