Woorden: The Wedding Present. Drink You, Eat You.

Number one of a thousand reasons why
I hope to God I'll never hear you say 'goodbye'
Is that I depend on you too much
To make all of my cares just vanish with one touch

Don't move an inch
Don't break the spell

I know I haven't quite yet earned
Your undying love but I have learned
That whatever it is I want to do
It just never seems worth doing when without you

Don't move an inch
Don't break the spell
I could just sit and watch you lying there
Just like that, forever

And darling I want to drink you, eat you
Bitter sweet thing
And, yes, wherever you go
I know I'll go too

Don't move an inch
Don't break the spell
I could just sit and watch you lying there
Just like that, forever