I couldn't think of a thing to write
On your birthday card
Considered the poets, they didn't know
What lay quite inside my heart
I thought of Atlanta, I thought of Toronto
And all of the places we've been
I filled up my tea and looked into the trees
And still came up empty again
So I guess the next time you see me
In a world of partial truths, you will fully believe me
I have nothing to give except for to live
Like the person you know me to be
I can clean up the kitchen and fold up your clothes
Neatly as I am able
Wrap a box up with ties for a surprise
Order you flowers for the table
Or I could book us a trip on a plane or ship
I know how much you love the sun
You could gamble on me like the lottery
I'll make you feel like you've won
And I'll bet the next time you see me
In a world of partial truths, you will fully believe me
I have nothing to give except for to live
Like the person you know me to be
Life is short and so on
I'd like to give you something to go on
Grow on
They recently paved the walk on our street
We looked at the shiny cement
We stopped the car ready to carve
Our names into permanence
For a moment we're kids intent on a whim
There is no shadowy past
But even so it urges to go
And put something down that will last
So here goes, the next time I show up for you
You will know and believe
I am ready to give, ready to live
Like the person you know me to be