Streams
Little tributaries flow onto your shoulders
You are a mighty river
Could this be perfection?
Or is this tired?
Staring into your complexion
Girl, you're on fire
I heard it on the wire
My dreams
My little fantasies played out in your life
Of all things, giving, you are
Could this be perfection?
I ain't a liar
You are the sun
I burned myself and I'm on fire
I heard it on the wire
Know that I'm not one to say goodbye
Never knew when to say goodnight
At least I tried
I can see you beam
You're happy because you're alive
And more than I will ever be
Could this be perfection?
Or are these straits dire?
You're all that I want to know
Girl, you're on fire
I heard it on the wire