There is always something that I like to hold near,
There is always something that I like crystal clear.
There will always be something that my mind likes to keep,
There will always be something that makes me want to weep.
There is something special that will remain in my heart,
There is something special that I've loved from the start.
There can be something for me, for you and for us,
There can be something to share along with our lust.
I know of something, something youâ??ll quite enjoy,
Like giving a small child a brilliant new toy.
I know of this one thing, that I know you could hate,
Like that certain somebody, who is far from a mate.
I can tell you that this something is meant to be love,
That can be seen for miles like a dazzling white dove.
I know this might sound corny; I know it might sound fake,
But I don't know how much more of this love I can take.
There is always something that makes you want to cry,
There is always something that makes you want to die.
