Dearheart

I never wrote a love song
That didn’t go 'woe is me, everything is wrong'
I don’t know where to start
There was a time before you
I kinda forgot what that was like, life without you
Now you are the best part
Dearheart
Dearheart
Dearheart
And now i’ve woken up
The parts of me i did not think were working
A cog in something turning
You are the beginning
And this just seems so natural
So unrehearsed, so elementary, simple
I’m jealous of myself
(she's such a lucky cow)
Dearheart
Dearheart
Dearheart
It seems i wrote a love song
That doesn’t go ‘woe is me, everything is wrong'
I feel i’ve made a start
We’ve joined the list of lovers
We are silly, we are star-crossed
We make other people hate us
But can you really blame us
Dearheart
Dearheart
Dearheart