• The throbbing in my head,
    The beating in my chest,
    lets me know that I'm alive.

    The pain in my side
    The scars that I can't hide,
    All remind me of you.


    You know my secret,
    It is true.


    But do you know that I can't live without you?

    Like a set instinct
    I laugh at your jokes.
    --Even when they're not funny!


    I need you, babe

    As much as Whinnie the Pooh needs honey!