They're writing songs of everything, but no one writes for me It's a tragedy how my true love is made of dreams, romantic made-up scenes Of what's meant to be So I write a lot of poems, I save them in a drawer Is there anything in life that you would die for
Write me a lovesong, sing me a lullaby I've waited for so long, don't you think it's time Write me a lovesong, sing me a lullaby and I will fall so easy at least for a while
I don't mind smiling friends who say you're wrong in every way Such a long lost case That love is wasted on the ones who settle for a hunch It's just make believe But I’d like the strings to play, a hummingbird should sing And to really get me off I need this one thing
Write me a lovesong, sing me a lullaby I've waited for so long, don’t you think it's time Write me a lovesong, sing me a lullaby and I will fall so easy At least for a while
So I write a lot of poems , I save them in a drawer If there’s anything in life that you would die for