I know I've said it five hundred times
I hope five hundred is okay
Five hundred words,
Five hundred ways,
to say I love you in a day.
Five Hundred words  that still fall short
Can't think of one to say
Five Hundred words and still not one that truly can explain.

How I feel
and how its real
How I'm supposed to say,
How you make the moon shine,
How you make me flat-line
When you make the birds ring and the trees come to life.

The beauty in your smile
The jewels in your eyes
When you sing with your voice
With the stars in the night

Asking myself where does the time go?
And how you make the breeze blow.

When I dream of a future with you by my side
With our dog in the picture and
these corny *** rhymes
With you on my chest and your hands in mine

Where I'll confess my love
another five hundred times.