I don't want very much
But what I need I need a lot
And this need, consuming you, consumes me
I'm not asking for a wife
I'm not asking for a home
I just need you sometimes to play with my hair
And whisper my name in my ear
And I'll do the same for you dear
I won't wander mistakenly into the heart of a stranger
I come on when I want her but run when I try to arrange her
I abridge this crooked plot
I could die in disarray
And this need consuming you consumes me
I'm not asking for a wife
I'm not asking for a home
I just need you sometimes to play with my hair
And whisper my name in my ear
And I'll do the same for you dear