I don't know about you cowboy
I know I care, but I don't know
You make me smile, feel so right
Yet it doesn't seem to be quite the thing
Which love is spun from
Why is it then that I
Smile when you log on
Shivver at your words of affection
Allow you the priviledge of old friends
Afford you the benifits of a new friend
Replay your music like it will bring you to me
Analyze your artwork as a part of you
Find my self totally intrigued
You must mean something to me
I am surely sure of that
But how to unlock the meaning
Cannot proceed without knowing
Is this my best friend or a soulmate
A bud to jam with
A man to share life with
Who are you to me cowboy?
What is it that makes me feel you?
Do you feel me in a like fashion?
Who are you cowboy?
Tell me your secrets
And tell me no lies
This is not a game of pretend
But a test of emotion and heart
I'm not sure if either of us can pass
Both so broken, jaded, lonely
Hurt by life and worn by time
Perfect match or just understanding?
Who are we cowboy?
Who are we to each other?
Who can we be and do we want to try?
What is love cowboy?
Can we be free from the bondage
Of mistrust, suspicion, fear, doubt and the like
Can we allow ourselves the freedom again?
Can we love cowboy?
Each other, is it possible?
Consider it cowboy. As will I.