making love out of nothing at all

Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair;
And every star in the sky is taking aim
At your eyes like a spotlight,
The beating of my heart is a drum, and its lost
And its looking for a rhythm like you.
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
Ive got to follow it, cause everything I know, well its nothing till I give it to you.

it's like you gotta know so much and yet you don't know so much and in life you gotta gain so much and you have so much more to lose. it's like you know what you want and then you become unsure and then you don't know at all what it was that you were waiting for.

the fluidity of life and love and death and heartbreaks. it's like we flow into one dimension and never quite leave one before we're in another and then we're in the third and fourth and there's still a little bit of your kiss in my ear.

I can make the run or stumble,
I can make the final block;
And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever,
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
And I can make all your demons be gone.

speaks volumes of what a single person can do to palpitate your heart yes my heart goes like a drum that has lost its sense of rhythm. i like how the above reflects a sports person's desire and how a girl can make you run or stumble, make the final block, make you make every tackle at the sound of the whistle and making the stadiums rock. when actually in the entire stadium, the only person who notices your run your stumbles your blocks your tackle is her. and the whole stadium rocks because of her. that single soul that smiles right into your heart.

But Im never gonna make it without you,
Do you really want to see me crawl?
And Im never gonna make it like you do,
Making love out of nothing at all.

do you really want to see me crawl?