Your Cup

I've been spending all my money 'Cause I bought into the game My book has dog-eared pages But I won't read them again All the trees have turned to paper And I wait to press my pen For if I pencil poorly How could I make it up to them? Well, as often as I drink from your cup It is never enough, it is never enough And as often as I bring you to my skin I wonder where I start and where you end Yeah, I wonder where you stop and where I begin Oh, I told you that I lovе you with my lips pressed to your leg I don't got a lot to say, but I'vе got a lot to sing And there's a silliness in your water and as I disrobe your lake I find honey in your comb and all the nameless named The cedar's in the floorboards And the grape is in the wine The clock is on the counter And it tells me that it's time And so I'm here to show you That the heart within my chest Is where I go to find you Where we both begin and end