You're tired love My squire love In dire need of water, love Pour into you all of my love Just to see your fire, love These walls won't grow around you, love A job won't find itself, my love Sit upon the sill, my love Leave the games for later love Look out at all the people, love They are finding their own love Building, breaking, shaping love Faking 'til they make it, love Out there is something great, my love Greater than just our small love A risk I'll have to take, my love If you don't follow, you will break my love I'll leave you to the wolves, my love For one chance to escape this love
Redundant, excessive love. I hope this proves a point.