You've got me love sick,
Although, it's a good infection.
You're my only cure,
A girl with such perfection.
...
Alone, I sit,
Waiting for the loneliness to go,
My voice is silence as the fields,
My skin is cold as snow.
...
Love Sick
You've got me love sick,
Although, it's a good infection.
You're my only cure,
A girl with such perfection.
If I live to see me cured,
I know when that'll be.
You'll be falling in my arms,
The day you'll be with me.