Dear my Love,

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful. Stop me and steal my breath. And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky. Never revealing their depth. Tell me that we belong together, dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips, instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above. And rain falls angry on the tin roof. As we lie awake in my bed. You're my survival, you're my living proof. My love is alive -- not dead. Tell me that we belong together.
And I've dropped out, I've burned up, I've fought my way back from the dead. I've tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said.

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your...
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

The greatest fan of your life....greatest fan of your life.