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