Said I many times, love is illusion,
A feeling result of confusion
With knowing smile, and blasé sigh
A cynical so and so, was I.
I felt so sure, so positive,
So utterly unchangeably certain
That I never was aware of love and you
'til suddenly I realised there was love in you and I...
In this world of ordinary people...
Extraordinary people,
I'm glad there is you.
In this world of overrated pleasures
And underrated treasures,
I'm glad there is you.
I live to love,
I love to live with you beside me
This role, so new
I'll muddle through with you to guide me
In this world where many, many play at love
And hardly any stay in love,
I'm so glad there is you.
More than ever, I'm glad there is you.
