Queen Anne's Lace

I wrote you a book of poems

But you forgot to take it home

So if you're leaving, let me know

Because you're the only home I have

I'm taking all the books I own

And putting them on a shelf

So I can read to you each night

Before you throw yourself away

I'm not saying that I'm right

I only want to say good night

I'm not perfect, that I'm sure

I only want to be your cure