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 feel 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?
|
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.
|
|
©ÆÁ÷µµ ³²o¢Ón¤Ã¡¬¡¢¡¢¡¬¡¢¡£
|
|
|
|
-----------------
|
The Song Is You
|
½Å¼ÒÀÌ |