I've written you how many words and still can't seem to say Quite enough or well enough, or ever just the right way I try to be the world to you the way you are to me But sometimes it seems like the more I try the harder you are to please And I just wish that I could sing what song the best you'd ever heard Or paint the prettiest picture yet or find the perfect word Or just be the best at anything that would mean just that to you But nothing good comes easy, no, not for me and you And you've told me how many times how much I mean to you And I ought to know you love me by now And I guess deep down I do But being loved and feelin' loved are not always the same And I do believe you can love someone not even know their name But someday I'm gonna sing my song the best you've ever heard Or paint the prettiest picture yet or find the perfect word Or just be the best at something that would mean just that to you But I know it would come easy, no, not for me and you Cause nothing good comes easy, no, not even me and you