Love:

"She knows what a mess I’d be if I didn’t have her here, 

but to be sure, I whispered in her ear:
'You know I get sick deep-sea fishin’

And you make the best fried chicken
I got a hopeless golf game
I love the sound of your name
I might miss that old green ‘Nova
But I love watchin’ you do yoga
I’d take a gold band on my hand
Over being a single man
Cause honestly I don’t know what I’d do
If I’d never met a woman like you.'"