So maybe its true, that I can't live without you and maybe two, is better than one, but there's so much time, to figure out the rest in my life, and you've already got me coming undone, and I'm thinking, two is better than one. I remember every look upon your face, the way you roll your eyes, the way you taste ‘cause when I close my eyes and drift away, I think of you and everything’s okay, and finally now, believing.