Why?
Why?
Why do I do the things that I do?
Why don't I ever get wise?
You love me and help me, just because you are you
Yet I do the things you despise
You give me so much without any thought
Of the things you so long for
A love like this just cannot be bought
So why do I wish for more?
You are so understanding of my selfish needs
Still never can I even hear
When you heart, so loud and desperate, pleads
To have my love so near
I need your love, so I take and I take
And you always give and give
My heart takes from you, till yours has to break
But still you quietly forgive
How can you love someone who treats you so poor?
Why do you even try?
You look past my faults and see so much more
Even when I make you cry
I don't understand why you love like you do
But take these words to heart
The bounds of my love know no end for you
And nothing will tear us apart
Copyright © Richard McRae, 1997
