There are so many different ways to love somebody, and you will never quite understand the way in which I love you.
There are so many different people out there, but I am happily content seeing only you.
There is time to figure it all out, but I want time for just us right now.
There are miles and there are maps, and each makes the other seem so insignificant.
There is love and there is lust, and each makes the other seem so insignificant.
There are people and then there is you, and you make everyone else so profoundly insignificant to me.
I'd walk a thousand miles just to touch you.
And give up all my love to a brown eyed girl.
Because I could love you with the waves of my being, and dream of you even with a beating sun inside my head.
Yes because you are the lost and the found and the sound of all that moves; the birds in the trees and the flowers in your hair and I am just a boy.
A boy who sees the world inside you and loves you with the fire in his bones and the ice in his veins and I love you, I love you.
There are so many different ways to love somebody, overwhelm me, please overwhelm me.
There are memories and there will be future, and each would be profoundly insignificant compared to a simple present with you.
Overwhelm me, please overwhelm me, with love.