It's in your hands to tell me to stop saying it.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you on Sunday.
I love you on Monday.
Yes, I love you on Tuesday and Wednesday too.

And if these words get on your nerve.
It's up to you to tell me to stop.
I love you on Thursday.
I love you on Friday and Saturday.

Proud, so proud to call you, my lady.

I am like rain running down your face.
A good memory that's hard to replace.
So, do you feel my love rubbing off on you?

Like a good miracle sent directly to you.
Some, things in this earth are designed solely for you.
So, do you feel my love?

My love, yes, my love.

I am like a fantasy that you seek to be reality.
And within time, I going to be more.
A man that will bring you nothing but joy.

So, do you feel my love?
Feel it, feel it, feel all of it.

I am in love.
Nothing can destroy us.
Happy, are we.
Happy is she,
She the joy that deep within me.

Happy are us.
We are so much in love.
Happy am I to be blessed with her love.

When you see me smile?
It's centered around her.
When you hear me speak?
I am speaking highly of her.

Because Happy am I.
To be call your guy.

When I met you?
You were someone I didn't want to know.
Chasing you wasn't my goal.
Because you had a heart that was cold.

If love ever shined upon you?
I guarantee you it didn't stay so long.
Without your permission it had to move on.
Because you had a heart that was cold.

Then within time I saw a change.
Where hatred once lived?
Love replaced it
And I admit with all honesty and truth.
That you no longer have a heart that's cold.

Maybe, it did take you leaving to make me see, you're the reason I'm so happy.
Just seeing you smile keeps me from being sad.

Being in your company makes me so, so glad.
At last, when you gone, I realize you're the reason I love being in love.

At last
At last, I can admit it.
With no harbor of regrets.

Sometimes, we seem to overlook good things.
And this Time I'm not overlooking you.

Not afraid to tell you.
Have never been intimidated to speak my peace.
You just
You just that special to me.

Ask me why I love you?
Sure, it might be your attitude.
That changes like the weather.

Or it might be your caring heart.
Or simply the way you love me, love me sincerely.

Just ask me why I love you?
And you'll find various reasons.

You change up like the climate seasons.

Love, me now.
Before I ever get blessed with riches.
Show me your caring heart.

This poor boy here will find success eventually.

Be not like others that chase when you have it.
But ignore you when you without.

Cause the way you see this poor boy here.
Will be the judgment I pass down upon you.

And there won't be a chance at a second chance.
Because our romance will be a thing of the past.