you won't survive 

you won't stay alive 

even now the sacred cow has it out for you 

when you walk away every single day 

i may mean nothing 

or i may mean something 

but i know you 



and anything about you fills my heart 

you fill my head 

you fill my everything 

and anything you say 

i carve in the palm of my hand 

i fit in this palm o' mine 



and you are not blind 

i am not the kind 

the kind of cow that'll pull this plow 

in your field 

when you walk away every single day 

i may mean nothing 

i think i'm something 

but i know you 



and anything about you fills my heart 

you fill my head 

you fill my everything 

and anything you said 

i fit in the palm of my hand 



and you won't survive 

to get your second piece of pie 

yet i feel you come around me like the dove 

with your love 



yes, and anything about you fills my heart 

you fill my head 

you fill my everything 

and anything you said 

i fit in the palm of my hand 

i fit in this palm o' mine 



you fill my heart 

you fill my head 

you fill my every little thing