28 July 2012
My little dear, my loved one Your heart big as your chest To me you seem so beautiful Though I know some will suggest
That your jagged, yellow teeth All crooked and undershot Should make me feel dissatisfied - Unhappy with my lot
But little dear, my loved one They couldn't be more wrong They may think I'm that shallow But my love for you's too strong
To be put off by crooked legs And crooked yellow teeth Poor eyesight and a hurting back My love for you won't cease
Not until the day you're gone Not even after that For even though you're okay now I can't escape the fact
That every day I have with you Could be the very last 'Cause your heart is big already And it keeps growing fast
Isn't it ironic My little dear, my friend That my favorite thing about you Might kill you in the end?
2. Elvis • Opuss № I