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