They don't want to be around only when my party's still jammin'
They're with me still when the music dies, and the floors are messy and the friends have gone
They love me through my dark sides
They're there when my mood swings
They're not threatened or frightened by what they see
They sit quietly in a corner and wait till it blows over
All the while smiling tenderly, waiting patiently
And when it finally blows over and I become me again
Smily, and sparkly and ready to play
They smile back and say 'I love you Nwando'
And I can't help but think
You really must be crazy to love a nutter like me.
You crazy crazy dear man;
Crazy and brave; you love a nutter like me.
You see, we've all got flaws that push some people away at times. But some of us are fortunate to have crossed paths with people who really don't mind, they love us even in spite of that nasty thing that's a part of us, or are undeterred by it at least.
What's that 'nasty' thing that's a part of you that lets you know; if he/she actually sees this part of me and still stays and their feelings don't change, then he/she must really love me?
Moment Of Truth! LOL