Every morning when I open my eyes
You're the very first thought that seems to come to mind
(And it never fails)
You don't even know that you're just what I like
And I'm picturing you now
(In every detail)
If I could be the man in your life you'd see
That we could be two of a kind so perfectly
(Chorus)
So how can I explain
And just what else can I say
I think about you every day
And I get lost in the rhythm of your ways
I play my what if this and what if that to myself
As if that could ever get you next to me
But I know that I'm only torturing myself
Until I find a way for this to be
My best and only friend I ever hang out with
Is a friend indeed to ever wanna put up with me
'Cause whatever it is we end up talkin' about
I have to bring you up constantly
I try to find a clever way to get it to relate
To just whatever the subject might be
Being the friend the he is - He sympathizes for a while
Then he butts in with... (Spoken - Uh, can we change the subject please?)
(Chorus)
Then what else can I say
And how can I explain
I think about you every day
And I get lost in the rhythm of your ways
If I could be the man in your life you'd see
That we could be two of a kind so perfectly
So how can I explain - How can I explain
I get so lost -- In everything you do or say
I can't explain -- The rhythm of your ways