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