You are my thoughts, as bliss, When we talk, I am no longer amiss, You surround me - you protect me, Are you more, more than just - some boy?
You smile, I grin, Are you, my next of Kin? I feel you, thinking of me, It's because of you, I am no longer sinking.
You protect me from my falls, You pick me up - so I can walk tall, Because of you, I am no longer small, It's because of you -- you are more than some, boy.