I'm no mind reader,
But I might get something right.
Give me a hint,
Then let's go for a bite.
I barely know myself,
No matter what I do.
You can't really expect me,
To have a clue about you.
Here's a little something,
I think you might like.
Try not to be insulted,
If it don't fit right.
Cause nothing's perfect honey,
Let's enjoy what we can.
Keep doing what you do,
Cause I'm your biggest fan.
Yeah I'm your biggest fan.
It's getting hot in here,
And the music's getting loud.
The opener did a good job,
Of winding up the crowd.
Left just enough for us,
To use our imaginations.
I'm counting on you baby,
To help me finish what I'm making.
There'll be a bit of you,
And a bit of my creation.
There'll bit of truth,
And a bit of fascination.
Cause I'm your biggest fan.
It's getting hot in here,
I'm your biggest fan.
Gonna cool you down baby,
Cause I'm your biggest fan.
Gonna cool you down baby...
I found myself humming this song after listening to it, and even singing it to my wife. The musical sound is, I think, a bit of departure for you. The melody reminds me a little of "All Along the Watchtower" and the piano solo in the middle reminds of Leonard Cohen (I'm thinking of "Tower of Song" -- which, I think, is my favorite Cohen song) ... but putting Dylan and Cohen aside, your song is a true original, a great love song (maybe that' why I was singing it to my wife) ... even right to the end with the double meaning of "fan," which is jokey, but very cool (pun intended)!
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