where do i begin <br />to tell the story of how great a love can be <br />the sweet love story that is older than the sea <br />the simple truth about the love (s)he brings to me <br />where do i start? <br /><br />like a summer rain <br />that cools the pavement with a patent leather shine <br />(s)he came into my life and made the living fine <br />and gave a meaning to this empty world of mine <br />(s)he fills my heart <br /><br />(s)he fills my heart with very special things <br />with angel's songs, with wild imaginings <br />(s)he fills my soul with so much love <br />that anywhere i go, i'm never lonely <br />with him along, who could be lonely <br />i reach for his hand, it's always there <br /><br />how long does it last? <br />can love be measured by the hours in a day? <br />i have no answers now, but this much i can say <br />i'm going to need him till the stars all burn away <br />and (s)he'll be there . . . .
