I don’t want to live or die without you, be the tombstone on my grave.
Be the sunshine on my day.
Be the map that guides my way.
I love you.
You, in your awkward pretty way with your crooked thinking, simple but so brave
be my reflection, be the tombstone on my grave.
I love you.
Your arms that wrap around me, enclose and keep me safe.
Your distorted thoughts accompany my way,
an understanding without words, without anything I say.
You make sense to me. I’m your slave and you’re my slave,
be the tombstone on my grave.
My protector and deliverance, you’ve captured me. I’m saved.
I don’t want to die without you, be the tombstone on my grave.
mahani 