This is a love song to the world that created all of the beauty he spoke of. He also speaks to a woman (separate from the world) whom he loves. Nonetheless, their love doesn't compare to the wonder of the world in which they live.
"I look at you and you look at me and
deep in our hearts know it
That you weren't much of a muse,
but then I weren't much of a poet"
There's this hopelessly romantic ideal that he would do anything for a world that could create such amazing beauty, but nothing he can do will ever come close.
This is a love song to the world that created all of the beauty he spoke of. He also speaks to a woman (separate from the world) whom he loves. Nonetheless, their love doesn't compare to the wonder of the world in which they live.
"I look at you and you look at me and deep in our hearts know it That you weren't much of a muse, but then I weren't much of a poet"
There's this hopelessly romantic ideal that he would do anything for a world that could create such amazing beauty, but nothing he can do will ever come close.