what can i give you
that you don't have
a song to lift you
a joke to laugh at
a forest of flowers
still wouldn't be enough
you've all my love
you've all my love
what can i tell you
you haven't heard
a hopeful number
an empty word
for every fire below you
there's an angel above
you've all my love
you've all my love
look out your window
the leaves are red
you'll wade right through them
and sail ahead