YOU

why should it be you,
that I run to?
when the world turn its back on me
when darkness covers my entity,
why should it be you, just you?

why should it be you
that I think of
when I am alone and lost
on the rainbow after the storm
should it really be you?

when someone talks to me about love
you’re the first though in my mind.
It’s just you.
Why should it be like that?
I don’t know.

You’re the best thing that’s happened to me.
Katy’s right.
Once you have tasted perfection,
Comparisons are easily done.
Well, nothing compares to you.

But I thought: everybody’s gone,
And everyone has moved on.
So why should it still be you?