dinsdag 19 juni 2012

My love

My Love
It's not that yu are tall and strong
With eyes of deepest brown;
Or that your smile is quick and bright
And dear to look upon.

It's not the gifts that you give me
With a twinkle in your eyes,
To see the pleasure that I get
From such a sweet surprise.

It's not the things we talk about
Those plans we share and scheme,
The future that we're hoping for,
Nor yet the dreams we dream.

It's the one great thing that sums them up
And makes them all come true,
And that is, you're in love with me
And I'm in love with you.