Half my life is spent wondering what to do, or wondering where it went, or why I ever bothered to. At least a hundred times I've wondered why you're not here with me. Or if there's something I could do to make you want to be. I'd do anything for you, but I can never think of anything to do. Just tell me something you want done; I'd be glad to take it on. You could do that, couldn't you? There's nothing I wouldn't do for you. If I could think of anything to do. I'm trying to think of more things within my means. Maybe I could bore my way into your dreams. Elaborate gestures that impressed you, so you'd want to be mine. If I knew what they were, I'd do them all the time. I'd do anything I could, but I can never think of anything that good. And I think it's pretty clear that we'll just wind up sitting here. So try to be a realist. Sit down and write me a list of some. And I'll make sure that everything gets done. We've got some things to finish that some pre-planning won't diminish. Much, and you know I love it, when you take me to the top and then you say don't stop, let's continue; order anything on the menu. Did I mention that the power lies within you? I'd do anything for you, but I can never think of anything to do. It may sound like empty words to you, but if nothing occurs to you, at least take off your wedding ring. I really would do anything for you. If I could think of anything to do. Anything, anything, anything.