Could it be youre the one?

Maybe Im now the lucky guy

Or should I turn and run?

Its so easy to see that I

Could wash your feet, and fill your womb

And I would be your man

But it hurts to know, but I dont think I can



Is is gonna hurt if we try?

Is this the calm before the flood?

Well we may skip like stones

Or you could pull me from the mud

And I would wash your feet, and fill your womb

And I would be your man

But it hurts to know, but I dont think I can



I will miss the songs and stories and the things you brought in

Could it be it's been so long, I can't love you; I've forgotten how?



I'm shy, once bitten

Though I'm desperate, I keep my place

If nothing is written,

Must you leave me without a trace?

When I would wash your feet, and fill your womb

And I would be your man

But it hurts to know, but I dont think I can