If these words on these pages don't blow you away like I know they won't
Do me a favour and bite your tongue for a minute
You as my lover should shelter and cover me in any storm
So when I tell you I love you
Tell me you're into it
Doesn't matter where or how
Doesn't matter how I spell it out
Words are my art, in them you'll see my heart
Don't need you to pick them apart
I need you to praise me
Give me your careful company
Be my steady as the sea
I need you to praise me
Some others have written me pages and pages
I know you won't
And I love you for it
But I want to write you a novel of love songs
And I want you to love me for it
It's not about the choice of words
It's not about who said it first
This is my art, in it you'll see my heart
Don't need you to pick it apart
I need you to praise me
Give me your careful company
Be my steady as the sea
I need you to praise me
Praise
I need your praise
Give me your praise
Praise
I need you to praise me
Give me your careful company
Be my steady as the sea
I need you to praise me
Praise me
Praise me