I have often said
That i like to fill your head.
I do like to fill you in
With all the love you've been; -
    Inside loving you and shaping ends
    By all means intending to let your side win

Never to regret
To sleep tight in my bed.
I know of no sin
Start not to begin.
    Inside ends and hopeless bedsides refrains
    By all wins a meaning of intends

I don't let forth what makes you low,
Also I keep down what will make you go.
No one can say that you don't love
Still make it seen be the love above.

Like if we were dead
And we'd never met,
Who would have to win
And be at the spin?
    Inside loving you and shaping ends
    By all means intending to let your side win.

I have often said
That I like to fill your head.
I do like to fill you in
With all the love that you have been.
    Inside ends and hopeless side refrains
    By all wins a meaning of intends.