I love…
she makes me, she is
my heart
She is my love, she is
my love

I know
you’re jealous of her, she makes
me need
She is my love, she is
my love
Who knows who she’ll make me, as
I lie
in her cocoon
But the world will surely heal my ills, I’m warm and terrified
She makes me so,
I know
the day
I leave
her, I’d love
her still
She is my love, she is
my love
Who knows where my dreams will end, I’ll follow as
they grow
But the world will know, How long
I’ll take
And if I’m very slow, she makes
me so
She is my love, she is
my love