Left alone and right or wrong this is how it began
Born on Sunday morning to a disinterested man
Crying out for help they cut the cord too soon left me all alone inside the room
The gardener checked out once the seed was planted
Searching for himself among the traffic
Love dissolved so silently at first I had no clue that nothing that I knew in life was true
It's a mystery to me why you stay with me love is the sweetest thing
That's only where the story starts there's so much more to write
The author of this novel writes a chapter every night
With words I've only borrowed and thoughts I've had to steal
I can't repay my debts and that's what's real
It's a mystery to me why you stay with me love is the sweetest thing
So dangerously beautiful it's hard to look away
Hidden in the anger of another sunny day
Lost in all directions not open to a guide
Unsure if my salvation starts tonight
It's a mystery to me why you stay with me love is the sweetest thing
Honey on my tongue now everything tastes bland
Everything I want in life slips out of my hands
Choosing to abandon ship to swim for brighter shores
Collapse in your sun-drenched arms once more
It's a mystery to me why you stay with me love is the sweetest thing