Like Butter Loves Bread

One more on marriage: this time it’s a song, not a poem, and I can’t find the words on the Internet, so I’ll have to work from memory. I learned this one from Mary Zikos’ album "Z", but Si Kahn, who wrote the song, has also recorded it, and his version is probably easier to find. I just like the way it encapsulates the satisfaction of every-day life in a good relationship.

Like Butter Loves Bread

No fancy gowns, no high-class towns to promise,

I’m plain as rain, and that’s just not my style.

I never was a one to ask for favors,

But I hope you plan to stay with me a while.

You’re as comfortable as quiet conversation,

Among close friends who’ve shared the time to eat,

Like good meat loves salt, that’s how I love you.

Oh, it’s common now to say that times are changing,
But that’s not true, it’s only people change.

My patterns, like your plants hung in my window,

Were worth the time it took to rearrange.

I don’t ask for anything that you don’t offer,

A place to rest my thoughts and lay my head,

Like butter loves bread, that’s how I love you.

I never was the person to get lonely.

I was satisfied to stay here by myself,

And it’s not that I could be here with you only,

It’s just better than with anybody else.

I don’t promise that I’ll go and leave you never,

For you know that something always could go wrong,

And I can’t say that I’ll love you ‘til forever,

I don’t expect to be here quite that long.

But I can say that I’m content to stay here with you,

As long as you’re content to stay with me,

Like the river loves the sea, that’s how I love you,

Flow in to me.

Posted by dichroic at March 29, 2001 10:31 AM