You might not be the painting, Mona Lisa.
Or measure up to being Little Egypt.
With you, I found a Queen.
And that simply fine with me.

You're royal.
You're loyal.
And so, very magical.

You a treasure and no one measure up to you.

You're sweet (lovely smile)
You're kind (hope forever mine)
I couldn't have dreamed of this moment.
But so glad it came.

Cause with you, with you, with you.
I found a queen, and I am the man you call King.

I be your jester.
I be your guard.
I be the one holding you in his heart.

Here I stand before you out of love.
From the moment I saw you I knew you what I wanted.
This no lie.
I couldn't get you off my mind.

Here I hold you out of love.
From the day our eyes met I knew instantly that you were strictly created just for me.


And here I stand forever ever.
Promising you I gonna be your forever.
Cause here I stand, yes here I stand deeply in love with you.

Lovers know it.
They feel it.
They express it, so unselfishly without anyone apologies.

A smile of happiness from the touches of so much tenderness.

A quick kiss.
Even if it a slow one.
A slight touch with so emotion sends off signals of what you want.

It takes an expert in the field of romance to know it is happiness coming from the tenderness given.

Lovers know it.
Because they feel it.

To hold
To hold
The one you adore.
To hold
To hold
The one you love.
Just what are arms made for?

When a baby born, they are born into a world of waiting arms of joy.
Be it's a girl or a boy.
When lovers around one another?
They are embracing of each other.

Just tell me (I need to know)
Just what arms made for?
If not for someone to hold close.

I know this.
It's up for you to believe this.
At the center of my heart.
You always be my love.

Because I know this.
Very aware of this. (that)
At the center of my heart.
You always be my love.

I have never imagined another in your place.
When I dream, I only see your face.
It's true.
It's true the things I state to you.
Because I know this (to be true)

That at the center of my heart (you always be my love)

Believe me
Believe me
Just believe me

Yes, how nice to see the beauty of this world.
More so, with you within it.
How nice to see another day of joy.

Living and laughing with you.
Yes, how nice to be in love.

You touch my hand and I feel total joy of romance.
And it's just not by chance.
And when I before you it's not a performance.
It's of love and even if I was an actor?
My love would be described as

You aware of the power you process with me.
So how nice, how nice to be in love.

These words fit me well.
Like story told in a fairytale.
You the Queen of my heart and that all that I for.

Others, look and drift apart.
Regretting later creating their own broken heart.
Simply, for a thrill.
When they had real love before them?

My eyes only for you.
Your eyes only for me.
I be lost without you too.

Sure, these are only written words.
And if you could look within my mind.
You realize my truth solely being told.

I could go on and on and on.
Until you get tired of my truth.
But my eyes only for you.
Your eyes only for me.
You're the source of my happiness.