He thinks half way is good enough.
He gives her his life in bits and pieces,
And calls it love.

How can one man have so much,
And still miss the taste of such sweet wine?
I'd drink it all if she were mine...

He doesn't know what lovin' her could mean
He doesn't know a single dream she dreams.
He doesn't feel the rhythm of her heart
How can he stop the tears before they start?
There's so much of her soul he doesn't see
He'll never know how true her love can be.
How can he ever give her what she needs?
He doesn't even know her.

I know there's a story in her eyes.
I see the pages slowly fade
Everytime she cries.

When she leaves he won't know why.
He's got a diamond in his hand
He needs to save it if he can...

He doesn't know what lovin' her could mean
He doesn't know a single dream she dreams.
He doesn't feel the rhythm of her heart
How can he stop the tears before they start?
There's so much of her soul he doesn't see
He'll never know how true her love can be.
How can he ever give her what she needs?
He doesn't even know her.

He doesn't even know her
Favourite time of day
Words that touch her, and take her breath away.
Theres a power that she'll never show
If he thinks she won't go.

He doesn't know what lovin' her could mean
He doesn't know a single dream she dreams.
He doesn't feel the rhythm of her heart--
How can he stop the tears before they start?
There's so much of her soul he doesn't see
He'll never know how true her love can be.
How can he ever give her what she needs?
He doesn't even know her.

That has to be the saddest thing to me...
He doesn't even know her.