I'm the Man Who Loves You

All I can see is black & white & white & pink

And play it to blue

Then lay between the words I think

That picture that i was meaning to send her

You, i couldn't tell if i bring my art

The way I started

Writing this letter to you

If i could, you know i would

Just hold your hand & you'd understand

I'm the man who loves you

All I can be is a busy sea of

Spinning wheels & hands that feel

For stone to throw

And feet that run

That come back home and

makes no difference, ever ya know

Makes no difference ever known to me

If i could, you know i would

Just hold your hand & you'd understand

I'm the man who loves you

All I can see is black & white & white & pink

And play it to blue

Then lay between the words I think

That picture that i was meaning to send her

You, i couldn't tell if i bring my art

The way I started

Writing this letter to you

If i could, you know i would

If i could, you know i would

If i could, you know i would

I'm the man who loves you

I'm the man who loves you

I'm the man who loves you

I'm the man who loves you