From the album It's A Rough World, Baby

Lyrics

Somehow She Loves Me


I'm a host of good intentions prob’ly on my road to hell
Ceremony and convention have never served me well
I’m hardly strictly anything that I really ought to be
But I love her
And somehow she loves me

She’s got a moral compass that is always pointing north
While my own sense of direction tends to wander back and forth
And she makes me a better man than I ever thought I’d be
And I love her
And somehow she loves me

(C)She’s got the moon in her hip pocket
Constellations in her eyes
And when she says she needs me
It still takes me by surprise
She’s a hint of desert springtime
On days I can barely breathe
And I love her
And somehow she loves me

There is no rhyme nor reason, no simple point of fact
No honest explanation, no rule in white and black
Why I have been the chosen, blessed to receive
But I love her
And somehow she loves me
Why I have been the chosen, blessed to receive
Yes I love her
And somehow she loves me