baby if mybheart could fly it would fly to you i found a disire and lit a fire too baby you inpired truth all this feeling i bottle in side for you is spilling out doesnt matter what i try to do baby if you leave you were mine to lose but it should be you and me exclusively your everything i couldnt be we should find a room Paint pictures use my pallet baby you taste different use your talents ill make you scream till my names whispered Lose your balance when the games finish Go in to over time baby ill hold the line From goals in life to name picking my emotions just aint sticking give it time to dry the glue baby i aint playing pretend and we aint staying just friends oh yea i wanna climb your mountain too and swim in your river baby we can be misses and mister king but father time is a man of mystery and he just repeats and hes counting loops. but when im dust and history im hope you laying next to me baby you get the rest of me the best of me you the missing piece to the recipe