Even now the sacred cow has it out for you
When you walk away every single day
And anything about you fills my heart
I carve in the palm of my hand
I fit in this palm o' mine
The kind of cow that'll pull this plow
When you walk away every single day
And anything about you fills my heart
I fit in the palm of my hand
To get your second piece of pie
Yet i feel you come around me like the dove
Yes, and anything about you fills my heart
I fit in the palm of my hand
I fit in this palm o' mine
You fill my every little thing More from Caroline's Spine