I hear it every day. All day all night. Your love is like a song.
I hear music when I look at you
A beautiful theme of every dream I ever knew Down deep in my heart, I hear it play
I hear it start. Then melt away.
I hear music when I touch your hand
A beautiful melody from some enchanted land Down deep in my heart, I hear it say
Is this the day? Is this the day?
Oh, I alone have heard this lovely strain
I alone have heard this glad refrain
Must it be forever inside of me
Why can't I let it go? Why can't I let you know
Why can't I let you know the song my heart would sing? That beautiful rhapsody of love and youth and spring. The music is sweet. The words are true.
The song is you. The song is you, is you.