You make me ...

You find ways to make me speak
When I can't make a sound
You find ways to make me run to you
When my feet can't leave the ground

You find ways to make me strong
When I'm to weak to move
You find ways to make me defend myself
When I feel I have nothing to prove

You find ways to make me smile
When all I want to do is cry
You find ways to make me solve my problems
Without always asking you "Why?"

You find ways to make me happy
On my saddest of days
You find ways to make me see in color
Instead of my usual grays

You find ways to make me feel so loved
Without really doing too much
But mostly you find ways to make me want more
To make me crave feeling your touch