i love the way you speak,
and the way you show me the ways
all the ways you'd touch me
it's only been a few weeks, a few lonesome days
but that's all it takes
for me to see how lovely you are

and to think, regardless of how far
the land stretches on between us
we still can see the same old stars
show me the differences between love and lust.

and you're so healthy in the way that you move
giving me the fire for those bad habits i've got to lose
so maybe, just maybe, you could be my muse,
would that be okay with you?