I think of all the things I've left unsaid
As I sing love songs to the back of your head;
Like the way you make my soul sing,
Or the joy that your smile brings.
Its only love, it shouldn't be this hard.
It's only love, but it caught me off guard.
I think of all the things I wish I'd done,
And how I have not yet done one;
Like how I have not kissed your lips
Or told you how you make my heart skip.
Its only love, it shouldn't be this hard.
It's only love, but it caught me off guard.
I think of all the things I've left unfelt,
And how your eyes make me melt;
Like how your voice beckons me,
And how your love would set me free.
Its only love, it shouldn't be this hard.
It's only love, but it caught me off guard.
I think of all the ways I love you,
And how I wish you knew.
But I'll leave it all unsaid,
And keep on singing love songs to the back of your head.

This one's for the rebels and outcasts,
The Kubricks and Kerouacs.
This one's for the lovers,
And the poets undercover.
We'll run, run away
To a brand new day,
With no rules to obey,
Far from all those shades of grey.
So come dear,
Abandon all your fear,
Our future will be so clear,
When we live as cavaliers.
We'll lead a mutiny,
Until we're living free,
Away from all the scrutiny,
We'll run dear, just you and me.
So come dear,
Abandon all your fear,
Our future will be so clear,
When we live as cavaliers.
So all hail the outlaws,
Come on and join their cause.
All hail the cavaliers,
Living free as fear.

I still search for you
In endless crowds,
Starless skies,
And empty rooms.
I still call your name,
In lonely fields,
Raging storms,
And, loudest, in my mind.
I still wonder
Where you and I went wrong,
If I haunt your dreams too,
And if all this time will bring me back to you.
But my dear I have learned,
Not to waste my time,
Cause though you're just a memory,
My dear, I do not mind.

He was James Dean,
My cigarette daydream.
He was wild,
And I was his flower child.
He was my secret,
And I was unfit.
But with that mischievous look in his eye
I never could say goodbye.

They said find what you love,
And let it **** you.
So when I found the man
Who made flowers grow
In my charred lungs,
I let them suffocate me.

I am in love,
My dear,
With a moment
We never had.
I marvel,
My dear,
At the possibilities
In our future.
I dream,
My dear,
Of the day we lie
Side by side.
I hope,
My dear,
For our night,
All in white.
I know,
My dear,
I'll dance in your arms
Some beautiful night.

I want to travel the world
And make love in every country
Where I'd forgo each beautiful sight
Just to stare into your eyes.
I wanted to follow the stars
To a different home each night
But you've tamed my gypsy heart
And now the north star leads me to you.
You've caused roots to grow
On my once wondering feet
Til I was planted in front of you,
So happily stuck.
Flowers have begun to sprout
On every centimeter of skin
That you've caressed,
Each more beautiful than the last.
You've made me yours my dear,
Without asking.
And I've agreed,
Without telling.