He

He wanders the streets of my mind,
looking for a place to leave his mark,
looking for a nerve to pull.

See he's the kind that,
when you look at him, he's not just that,
he's so much more.
So much more to explore.

You know they say love is blind,
and it leaves you in the dark,
but there's no better feeling than a heart full.

A heart full of love, he can give.
He gave you a reason to live,
when nothing else made sense.
Relaxed you, when you were tense.

His touch and skin so kind,
you and him had a spark,
but he always saw you as a handful.

He takes the role of an antibiotic,
makes you sane, when psychotic.
He is your best friend,
but he thinks all good things must end.