You

No paint will fill this void of mine,

And shutters will not do.

My heart, it aches for one main thing

And that my dear, is you.

I’d gladly give it all away

To make my dream come true.

My dream, it is for this one thing

And that my dear, is you.

I’d give away this house of mine

Your daddy, he would too.

As long as we could have one thing

And that my dear, is you.

But when these thoughts consume my mind,

I know I can cling to,

The one who answers all my prayers,

And that my God, is you.

And if a day arises when

I doubt I’ll make it through,

There is a rock that never moves,

And that my God, is you.

And even in my sleepless nights,

You make my spirit new.

My joy will come from this one thing,

And that my God, is you.