When days are gloomy,
And the sun doesn't shine,
You always find a way,
To make everything feel bright.
Do you know every night I dream of you...
Visions of your hands upon mine.
Have you any idea how much I think of you...
So much it has become a pastime.
There's so much about you,
That makes me feel refreshed.
It's not the glint of fire in your hair,
Or the fire in your heart,
Your smile makes me smile,
Your laugh makes me laugh,
Your eyes are enchanting,
You make my thoughts seem daft.
What do I have to do to get you to love me?
Change my hair, the way I walk.
My clothes, the way I talk.
We've known each other for some time now