I wonder, shall I beg, get down on tired knees, offer myself, in some endless hopeful pleas, an offer all my earthly possessions too?
Because I will, you know it's true I am yours, and all my things are ours,
How do I know you are the "one"?
Because my love- you are the shining of the sun, you know very well, my spirits source of fun, and I,
I know beyond the shadow, of a single lonely doubt, so from the highest spot- of the highest high up mount, an for you I will yell it, in my voices loudest shout,