Who Knew

I guess that you could say that I've been 'round this block before
About a thousand times or maybe even more
And I guess that you could say a player like me has had my share
But loving ain't always fair

But somehow I locked up, 'cause now I wake up to the the most beautiful woman I know
And she sees right through my soul
And if someone asks me what I did to deserve your love that's worth more than gold
I just say I don't know

'Cause who knew
That you would be what I need
And you would be my everything
When God made you He thought of me
Who knew
That you would be my bestfriend
That you would wear my ring
That you would share my lastname
Who knew
Who knew
Yeah yeah

It's funny how the priceless took a lifetime just to find (yeah)
Well lucky I've lived in time (oh)
That's why I'm gonna share my forever and a day with you
Filled with hope and true

But somehow I locked up, 'cause now I wake up to the the most beautiful woman I know
She sees right through my soul
If someone asks me what I did to deserve your love - worth more than gold
I just say I don't know

'Cause who knew
That you would be what I need
That you would be my everything
When God made you He thought of me
Who knew
That you would be my bestfriend
That you would wear my ring
That you would share my lastname
Who knew
Who knew

Who knew life could be so good
And then I get to love the way I wish I could
But never did to you
Who knew you would be the key
To making me happy
And setting my heart free

Who knew
That you would be what I need
That you would be my everything
When God made you He thought of me
Who knew
You would be my bestfriend
That you would wear my ring
That you would share my lastname
Who knew
Oh no
Who knew

[ Kevon Edmonds - Who Knew ]

Sonnet XVII

I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.


- Pablo Neruda