You’re a poet and you know it.
Your words just never miss.
You speak of Sicily and gardens,
And of people that you’ve kissed.
You say I can’t annoy you,
But that my situations can.
I think that’s what love feels like
You’re a very gentle man.
I’m the happiest I’ve ever been
And you\'re the one to blame
I’m scared that when you leave me
I’ll never be the same.