Love is what we hunger for, the appetite is strong.
Baby, take a little more.
Baby, come along.

Not for ever and a day.
Not for evermore.
Not for always.
Not that way.
Maybe just for sure.

It´s like walking on little feet, one small step at a time.
Just like when we learn to speak.
Small words do just fine.

Not for ever and a day.
Not for evermore.
Not for always.
Not that way.
Maybe just for sure.

You know, I´ve been as honest with you as I´ve been true to myself.

Counting my fingers, one of every kind.
I´m taking inventory, making sure what´s mine, and when I look for someone to count on I take my time.

Baby, when we speak of love and promises to keep, when it comes to push or shove vows can fall asleep.
Not for ever and a day.
Not for evermore.
Not for always.
Not that way.
Maybe just for sure.

Now you know exactly how I feel about making promises I can´t keep and about saying the small words "I love you".