| Love the women in | |||
| My | |||
| Life | |||
| They bring a bit of | |||
| Sunshine to an | |||
| Otherwise dreary | |||
| Existence | |||
| They care for me | |||
| Share with | |||
| Me | |||
| Opening up my life | |||
| Bringing companionship | |||
| Happiness to my | |||
| Life | |||
| Don't know how I could ever | |||
| Get by without their | |||
| Love | |||
| Don't know what purpose | |||
| There would be to living | |||
| Without them to | |||
| Brighten my days | |||
| Still there's an emptiness | |||
| Feeling that something is | |||
| Missing | |||
| Emptiness that follows me | |||
| Which they never quite | |||
| Seem to | |||
| Fill in | |||
| Can't help but wonder | |||
| Is this all | |||
| That is | |||
| Moving from one woman to | |||
| Another | |||
| Never really getting | |||
| Close | |||
| Merely brief encounters | |||
| Ships passing in the | |||
| Night | |||
| Nothing really substantial | |||
| Just friends helping | |||
| Each other to make it | |||
| Through | |||
| It's something special | |||
| Something we can't | |||
| Live without | |||
| But is that all there is | |||
| Is there nothing more | |||
| Is love lost to | |||
| Us | |||
| Has our society become too | |||
| Alienated for | |||
| Love | |||
| Have we shut too many doors | |||
| Closed ourselves off from | |||
| Each other | |||
| Alone with fear | |||
| Can there never be anyway to | |||
| Tear down these | |||
| Walls | |||
| Can we overcome paranoia | |||
| Stop seeing demons in the | |||
| Eyes of all the | |||
| Others | |||
| There must be a way to | |||
| Throw open our | |||
| Hearts | |||
| Learn to trust again | |||
| Learn to care again | |||
| Stop all the | |||
| Running away | |||
| But is it worth | |||
| All the | |||
| Risks | |||
| Does the possibility of joy | |||
| Outweigh the potential for | |||
| Breaking | |||
| Hearts | |||
| But the one thing that is | |||
| Always | |||
| Clear | |||
| Is that we need | |||
| Love in our lives | |||
| Sharing and | |||
| Caring | |||
| Something isn't right in | |||
| Always going | |||
| Alone | |||
| Something is missing | |||
| When there is | |||
| No room left for | |||
| Love | |||
| Got to open up our | |||
| Hearts | |||
| Risk | |||
| Chance losing to | |||
| Gain the | |||
| Chance of | |||
| Winning | |||