I’m sat on the margin, no need to explain
And I’m really not trying to be such a pain
And I don’t mean to trip you up in any way
It’s just I don’t want to leave
But I don’t want to stay
And I know that you love me
I suppose I love you too
But I’m wired to only see things
From my own point of view
I’m really just asking you, don’t close that door
Leaving me on the wrong side like I was before
And I know that at times I must darken your skies
But if you ever doubt me
Just look in my eyes
And I know I pretend not to hear what you mean
Whenever I’m trying to spoil your routine
But I think that on balance I brighten your world
I’m the grit in your oyster
That gives you the pearl
And I know that you love me
And I suppose that I love you back
But where your world’s in colour
I see just white or black
I weave through your treasures, don’t care if they fall
To me there’s no sentiment in them at all
And when my behaviour becomes too much
I’ll be back on your pillow
And purr to your touch
And I suppose that I love you
Even though it might not show
Its just I can’t speak your language
But you still aught To know