Here in half a room
Half the things we do
Don't turn out as planned
Our supply, our demand for love
Always best to play for laughs
Than faced with half hearted
The quest for autographs
Left with half my time
I'll make do with half rhymes
Some will find those faults
While I do somersaults for them
No, it's not half bad
But could've been quite tragic
It's just a little sad
Losing half my hopes
Half of which were jokes anyway
All my billion grand designs
Were surely victims of their times
Still I've had more than my share
Of pleasure from profit
And losses I must bear
And losses I must bear
Stay for half a drink
Tonight is just the blink of an eye
And I can say I bare my soul
Never nurtures never hold
And if I made one last request
Understand the half a man
Can only do his best
To love
To love you
To love you more
