There’s no real reason why I love you,

But I think it has a lot to do

With how you think,

And what you drink;

Or the way you wear

Our love affair…

But maybe it has something to do

With how very little I mean to you.

It could also be the words you use

When your thoughts are swimming in your booze.

I once believed it was simply I,

Loving you without reason why.

But I know that it must be

Something more, don’t you agree?

It’s probably…

The way you smile,

Knowing all the while

That you have that sadness

…The madness…

That drives you to live,

Even though you’ve nothing to give

(or so you say)

Still I pray that there will come a day

When you will see:

I don’t need a reason to be

Ridiculously in love with you.