Love of MIne Lyrics

One, two, three, yaPlaying dead on the unmade bed
With the book unread and the New York Times
Undone in my head over those words
I said to that love of mineThat love of mine
Of mineSo many blessings, so little time
It's easier I find to dwell on the lows
But not her, she's a child of the sun
She sees everyone through a veil of roseThat love of mine
Of mineAnd in the mirror of her eyes
I've seen my lies and they scare me half
To death with their troubles so deep
I start to weep at the end of a laughThat love of mine
Of mineOh yes, love, the pleasure and the pain
A blessing and a bane blah, blah, and all that
I need this like a hole in my brain
Like a downtown train needs an uptown track