I sit here at ninety-three
You are now ninety-five...

How could mere syllables contain
The rythmns beating within my heart...

We say I love you to one another
At least a hundred times a day...

Whether lying on the bathroom floor
Or sitting in my favorite chair...

Only four more days 'til Friday
When we're living out our dreams...

Inspiration's left again
I must have done sumfin wrong...

I oftentimes sit and wonder about
Just what brought You to me...

One small person at a time
We can make this cold world warm...

I can take a trip to the local store
And buy everything in sight...

This is for all the lonely hearts
On this Valentines Day...

Hook, line and sinker
I fell for your lines...

In the pre-dawn hours
The stillness of the night...