Baby I'm yours.
And you are mine.
Call it fate, call it destiny;
Until our heart beats a flat line.
Am I yours?
Are you mine?
Numbed and shivering in the cold,
While you sat in the dine and wine.
Will I be yours?
Want you be mine?
Under Providence;
Sparked by thy divine.
I wanna be yours,
All while you are mine.
A kinding parasite you are,
On the day I felt vaguely "fine".
I'm yours.
You're mine.
Call it obsessive (if you want),
But that will be for all time.

