I feel your heart within my soul,
You make me feel like butter on a cob,
But take good care my lovelies,
For you may disappear,
Giving more than you receive,
Is the absolute price of admission,
And when that coin is spent,
It really doesn't matter what's going on,
You'll get it back ten fold it's true,
And everything that surrounds your life,
You'll say, everything is everything,
And oh how nice life seems.