As I sit here pen in hand
I think about the beaches, the sand
trying hard to think and see
what exactly it is that you mean to me
more like than the heart; hope
I know you always help me to cope
your eyes that fit my soul better than a lock to a key
is exactly what you mean to me
a soul like yours that's more perfectly imperfect just like you can
someone that to me is more than a man
It's becoming obvious and clear I can see
what exactly it is that you mean to me
I can't think anymore than I can disappear
about what life would be like if you were not here
and about how hard it would be just to be
all part of exactly what you mean to me
partially biased is my judgement here
because when it comes to you my vision is not clear
even when you're wrong you're right, you'd agree
that this adds to what you mean to me
more than a friend on a dreary day
I'd cry if I knew you weren't here to stay
always there to help and spread your glee
an additional part to what you mean to me
So as I sit here pen in hand
trying to get my words out as only I can
figuring what it is you mean to me
a soulmate in the heart is what you'll be
