Calendars

Please don’t assume I could make it if you go Darling you are more, so much more than you know While me, on the other hand, I am hardly enough I think you deserve more than all my sloppy love Throughout these inches and years I will be endlessly here Long after meteors hit, I’m all yours (I’m all yours) Until the calendars quit Beyond the day that I die As true as blue in the sky Long after asteroids hit, I’m all yours (I’m all yours) Until the calendars quit I wish you understood the way you look to me Honey, listen close-need you to listen carefully There ain't another one I wanna be stuck to Plus, who the hell else would be my completer piece, but you?