My Favorite Love - Maria Taylor

It’s the chill in the hollow of my bones that making my hands numb

And the sound of the windmill now where it’s from

And solitude sounds are making my eyes weep

And tossing and turning I can’t make my mind sleep

And getting worked up from people I just meet

And this is the reason I think

It’s the ending of careless wants

But you are my favorite love

Can we map the succession, the fever, depression, the bad weeks

It was right in the corridor but left by the river where we’d meet

And solitude sounds are making my eyes weep

And tossing and turning I can’t make my mind sleep

And getting worked up from people I just meet

And this is the reason I think

It’s the ending of careless wants

But you are my favorite love