A hundred times I try to sleep, the thought of you... it's a lovely sweetness. I feel your skin on my skin, can't rub it off. Your warmth remains in my thoughts, I know I can tell you all of this... but I'm so worried that you wont want none of this, and I know I can call it off and say this is it. But the thought of you, the lovely sweetness. Keeps me going keeps me believing. Just please, don't leave me. Wherever you go, I'll be there. To support your kindness, to support your loveliness.