I crave you, in a very childlike way,
I crave the way your voice sounds when tired
The way your eyes, so soft in the dark day
Eyes protect me, the safety desired
I crave to have your hand in my hand
And to lean against your chest, to feel right
I crave it, and it is a lot less bland
I crave the way you make me feel in flight
I crave the way you can make my cheeks burn
Red with a new happiness I can't hide
I crave you, and my mind can never turn
I love you, of that I have never lied
I crave the simple parts of you that make
You home to me, without which I just ache
