Hot Tub Blues.

I give so much.
Yet they don't love me.
Why is that?  I can't give you the sun when I am the moon.
Why can't you know what I am to you?
Things don't make sense when you're in my space.
I care, I do but why don't you see me like I'd love you to.
So I sit up hoping.
And that's what you'll ever be to me.