Why Do Lovers Own Each Other?

Why do lovers own each other Like a piece of land? If you could never hold another Then you'd understand They wonder what to do So far away from you And try to fit the best they can And when they're feeling down They see if you're around To talk to them and lend a hand Here's a letter I remember Writing just for you "Will we ever be together? One instead of two?" I wonder if we will The thought is nice, but still I haven't had the time to plan We met and it was nice And thanks for the advice But I'm a red-blooded man I could never do whatever Impulse led me to I'll take measure over pleasure Old instead of new I love your loyalty The "us" and not the "me" But barriers are far too bland I'm living every day So why should I not play When I'm loving you the best I can? Do do do do do, do do, do do do Do do do do do do Do do do do do, do do, do do, do do do Do do do do do Why do lovers try and offer Everything they're worth? They try and get as close to holy As they can on earth They try and get as close to holy As they can on earth