Your Cup

I've been spending all my money
'Cause I bought into the game
My book has dog-eared pages
But I won't read them again

All the trees have turned to paper
And I wait to press my pen
For if I pencil poorly
How could I make it up to them?

Well, as often as I drink from your cup
It is never enough, it is never enough
And as often as I bring you to my skin
I wonder where I start and where you end
Yeah, I wonder where you stop and where I begin

Oh, I told you that I lovе you with my lips pressed to your leg
I don't got a lot to say, but I'vе got a lot to sing
And there's a silliness in your water and as I disrobe your lake
I find honey in your comb and all the nameless named

The cedar's in the floorboards
And the grape is in the wine
The clock is on the counter
And it tells me that it's time

And so I'm here to show you
That the heart within my chest
Is where I go to find you
Where we both begin and end