What an unromantic can do. |
I’ll never bring you flowers I’d prick myself upon the thorns. I’ll never dance in desert showers I find the rain forlorn. I’ll never promise to be perfect For my promises are lies. I’ll be a man of many things But I’ll never be that guy. I’ll never give you up or let you down No, wait, that’s Rick Astley’s line. I’ll never have that much renown If I scratched my words for all of time. I’ll never sweep you off your feet Because I’m not that spry. I’ll be a man of many things But I’ll never be that guy. You won’t have diamonds to wear, and I’ll never sing you love songs. The price of jewelry is just unfair and I’d only get the lyrics wrong. I’ll never say just what I mean Because maybe I’m too shy. I’ll be a man of many things But I’ll never be that guy. I’ll always keep you company Through every boring thing you do. I’ll be amazed, but it’s uncanny That boring things are fun with you. I’ll always take you anywhere Even if I get lost along the way. I’ll tell you secrets I wouldn’t dare Before anyone else betray. I’ll always let you be yourself Without ever asking why. For all the things that I am not I know that I will try. |