I am an old fashioned lover, When I love I really REALLY love, Pour out all of me, For and over and all about The woman I adore,
And sometimes it has been Worth it and wonderful, Time and a journey shared, And sometimes, truthfully? Not so much wonder full, So much as I really wonder why,
And then there's you, Poured out over big time Loved and adored to my detriment, But sharing and reciprocation? No, you were are and always will be
All about
You.
Sometimes love is jot enough. We cannot create a flame in a stone heart