I'm the Man Who Loves You

All I can see is black and white And white and pink and blades of blue That lay between the words I think On a page I was meaning to send her With you, I couldn't tell if it bring my heart The way I wanted when I started writing this letter to you And if I could, you know I would just hold your hand And you'd understand I'm the man who loves you All I can be is a busy sea of spinning wheels And hands that feel for stones to throw And feet that run but come back home It make no difference, ever known Make no difference, ever known to me If I could, you know I would just hold your hand And you'd understand I'm the man who loves you All I can see is black and white And white and pink and blades of blue That lay between the words I think On a page I was meaning to send her With you, I couldn't tell if it bring my heart The way I wanted when I started writing this letter to you But if I could, you know I would just hold your hand And you'd understand If I could, you know I would just hold your hand And you'd understand If I could, you know I would just hold your hand And you'd understand I'm the man who loves you I'm the man who loves you I'm the man who loves you I'm the man who loves you