More than every reaching hand.
More than every grain of sand,
that covers every beach,
and every single bit of land.

More than all the stars at night.
More than every buildings height.
More than every single
kite, that has ever taken flight.

More than every single book,
every picture ever took,
and all the hats and all the coats
that hang on every little hook.

More than every blooming tree.
More than every stinging bee,
and all the little fish,
that make their way across the sea.

Is how much I love you