In this eveless is what I want it to be All our math is, not adding nothing In a playground where all the kids are 30 Left in a sandbox, made out of quicksand All my loving, all my loving All my loving seems to go away The heart (?) All my loving, all my loving All my loving seems to disappear Comes on a leave here Ask a secret, what makes a marriage last? We take our time, go to a restaurant Eight times a week, maybe some candle light And maybe dancing, she'd go on Tuesday nights As for me, well, I go on Friday All my loving, all my loving All my loving seems to disappear There's nothing left here All my loving, all my loving All my loving seems to go away My heart's on harbor day What good paying my dues When I'm used to stealing the show Maybe I'll donate my mind, Leave it to science fiction All my loving, all my loving All my loving seems to disappear There's nothing left here All my loving, all my loving All my loving seems to go away My heart's on harbor day