Of all the many things you say
And how they pierce my the walls around my heart
And the many things you do
And how they make me love you
I'm tired of the giggles and tickles
And seeing the skies in your eyes
I'm tired of the crying and the shouting
And the hugging with 'goodbyes'
I'm tired of thinking about
What you had for breakfast, or how well you slept last night
I'm tired of laughing
At everything you say-- especially when it's stupid
I'm tired of going to sleep
And waking up, thinking about only you
So I guess, if I were to sum it all up
I love being tired. I love loving you.