All for you.

You say with the sweetest twist of tounge,
"everyone just wants their own place in the world.
Their own soul.
Patience is the key and things are always easy,
here in the middle of no where with you."

I know it's going to take too long for this
over exaggerated situation to settle down.
Make a plan to be there when I loose
every ounce of my strong will.
Make a plan to tell me to keep scribbling down my every thought.
As pointless as it seems to me,
tell me it means everything to someone else.

By morning you will drive off into the picturette sunrise.
Every foreign colored bird in the sky singing just on key-
it's all for you.
By night your pefect face will be lite with every
light in the city downtown.
And every glance you give a different emotion,
every word a different tone.

You talk with the most intoxicated twist of tounge.
Tell me every perfect word I want to hear,
"I love every minute Im with you, everything about you is what I want to be, every kiss I give you on the forehead makes me content, every imperfection you can never get just right. I never thought this would come again."
To you love is nothing but a hoax,
it doesn't exsist.
"Until you."

I'll find my place in this world one day.
Scribbling done every pointless imperfection of everyone I know.
It's all for you.