The Other Man

It seems her heart is sectional
and the piece she's given me to hold 
is only one of three
and though I know I'll never mean 
more than one and two
I'm happy to be as close as I am to you

and in the eyes of the other man
I can see her reflection 
smiling as he smiles
of my acceptance

I can't deny how good it'd feel
to be the holder of all three
but share your heart with them I will
cause I'm just glad to be
one of three
and though I know I'll never mean
more than one and two
I'm happy to be as close as I am to you

and in the eyes of the other man
I hope he sees her reflection
and smiles as she smiles
of my acceptance

It'll take time to be more 
than just another man 
to the other man 
but I pray someday I'll be,
more than just the other man 
as we become a family
'cause though I know I'll never mean
more than one and two
I'm just happy to be as close as I am to you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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