All I can see is black and white
and white and pink with blades of blue
that lay between the words I think

on a page I was meaning to send her
You I couldn't tell if it bring my heart
the way I wanted when I started

writing this letter to you

If I could you know I would

just hold your hand and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you


All I can be is a busy sea of
spinning wheels and hands that feel
for stones to throw and feet that run but

they come back home, make no difference
ever known, make no difference
ever known to me


If I could you know I would
just hold your hand and you'd understand

I'm the man who loves you

All I can see is black and white

and white and pink with blades of blue
that lay between the words I think
on a page I was meaning to send her

You I couldn't tell if it bring my heart
the way I wanted when I started
writing this letter to you


If I could you know I would
just hold your hand and you'd understand

If I could you know I would
just hold your hand and you'd understand
If I could you know I would

just hold your hand and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you
I'm the man who loves you