Two - Amy Speace
All the stars in the sky
On this clear mid may night
Far beyond the dark
Clay of the walls
They remind me of you
And when our love was new
Everything's better with two
I have rolled out my
Bed alongside the red
Of zion's great towering view
But the beauty so
Bold is lost all alone
Everything's better with two
A couple more drinks till they close
Then they'll turn out
The lights and ask me to go
I'll sleep off the haze
Of my singular ways
And count the days till
I'm back home with you
Some may swear by solitaire
Some like a group interlude
But with three or four
It's hard to keep score
I keep it simple with two
A couple more shows till
I'm through
Then I pack this guitar and
Head back home to you
And I'll cherish the nights
I'll sleep holding you tight
Everything's better with two
'Cause everthing's better with you
