Fulfilment sems to cease,
And perfection decrease,
Well maybe I'm just too naive,
But baby I love to believe.

I give everything to you,
They way you used to do,
Can't I have that back again?
Could you even tell me when?

Loving you so dangerously,
Against the words they scream at me,
Don't let your love be evanescent,
When mine is always incandescent.

Sometimes I want to stop,
Watch my weighted heart just drop,
Instead of standing here for maybe,
Hoping that I'm still your baby.