Honey, lovin' you is the greatest thing
I get to be myself and I get to sing
I get to play at being irresponsible
I come home late and I love your soul
But I never forget you in my prayers
I never have a bad thing to report

You're my picture on the wall
You're my vision in the hall
You're the one I'm talking to
When I get in from my work
You're my guy
And you don't even know it
You're the funny little frog in my throat

My eyesight's fading, my hearing's dim
I can't get insured for the state I'm in
I'm a danger to myself
I've been starting fights
At the party at the club
On a Saturday night
But I don't get disapproving
From my boy
He gets the all highlights
Wrapped in joy...
You're my picture on the wall
You're my vision in the hall
You're the one I'm talking to
When I get in from my work
You're my guy
And you don't even know it
I am living out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You're the funny little frog in my throat

I had a conversation
With you last night
It's a little one sided
But that's all right
I tell you in the kitchen about my day
You sit on the bed
In the dark changing place
With the ghost that was there
Before you came
You've come to save my life again

I don't dare to touch your hand
I don't dare to think of you
In a physical way
And I don't know how you smell
You're the cover of my magazine
You're a fashion tip, a living museum
I'd pay to visit you on rainy Sundays
I'll maybe tell you all about it someday