Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a love can be;
The sweet love story that is older than the sea,
The simple truth about the love he brings to me?
Where do I start?
With his first hello,
He gave new meaning to this empty world of mine,
There'll never be another love, another time,
He came into my life and made the living fine,
He fills my heart,
He fills my heart with very special things,
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings,
He fills my soul with so much love,
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely;
With him along, who could be lonely?
I reach for his hand -- it's always there...
How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now but this much I can say:
I know I'll need him till the stars all burn away,
And he'll be there.
To tell the story of how great a love can be;
The sweet love story that is older than the sea,
The simple truth about the love he brings to me?
Where do I start?
With his first hello,
He gave new meaning to this empty world of mine,
There'll never be another love, another time,
He came into my life and made the living fine,
He fills my heart,
He fills my heart with very special things,
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings,
He fills my soul with so much love,
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely;
With him along, who could be lonely?
I reach for his hand -- it's always there...
How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now but this much I can say:
I know I'll need him till the stars all burn away,
And he'll be there.