Constantly Tripping

Every where I go I'm thinking of you
I really want you near me what can I do
When you are not next to me there is nothing I can see
So while I am walking I usually bump into a pole or tree

As my head is still spinning
You can see I am grinning
From the love
I have in my heart for you

I am always thinking of you and constantly tripping it’s true
The few bruises and scrapes I can take because it's for you
But when you come home and see a strange battered man
Love him true be nice to him cause he really loves you to