Love Song

All of my verses, in cursive, can't paint you right. I don't know if it's worth it, to rehearse it, got me working deep into night. You're kinda like my religion, and I'm sinning, got me singing your prayers, I recite. I don't need no scripture, or the vicar, I just picture, you like the light. I can't write you a love song, cause the words can't, describe what I'm feeling for you. I can't write you a love song, cause the words can't, describe what I'm feeling for you. I've been crossing out sentences, second-guessing, every line that I write. Got a page full of maybes, calling me crazy, cause I've been up half the night. I can rhyme about the weather, getting better, make a heartbreak sound alright. But I look at you smiling, and I'm finding, all my clever words take flight. I can't write you a love song, cause the words can't, describe what I'm feeling for you. I can't write you a love song, cause the words can't, describe what I'm feeling for you. Maybe I could steal a line from Shakespeare, Maybe borrow something from a book. But a hundred thousand pretty little phrases, Couldn't tell you what I feel with just one look. And it's funny how I'm always talking, Got an answer for everything you say. But you ask me why I love you, And the words just run away. I can't write you a love song, cause the words can't, describe what I'm feeling for you. I can't write you a love song, cause the words can't, describe what I'm feeling for you. So I'll sing you all the wrong words, Till I find the ones that do. I can't write you a love song, But I'll keep on trying for you. All of my verses, in cursive, can't paint you right. So I'll put down the pen now, And just kiss you goodnight.