If you really boil it down
all we are, are just numbers,
When we're put together it fills us with wonder
like a beautiful evening gown.

Me and you can be plot on a line,
my hand traces each of your wondrous curves,
and babe I know you're much more than I deserve,
my love for you is a constant I easily define.

However, life might subtract your variable from my life,
Moved to the other side of the equation,
Separated my mind thinks of you on every occasion,
Despite this there is nothing i wont do to make you my wife

With a pen in my hand, I don't seek to be a hero,
don't be scared of our rate of change,
I'll move to the other side of the equation as a fair exchange,
And we'll be together, until our limit approaches zero.