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?