I see you well, but I can't tell if you are young or old, dear,
I love you so, but I don't know if we are hot or cold here,
Until by death we fade, I'll try to trade you grin for grin and tear for tear.
The taste of your sweet breath, the salt of morning tears,
Again I say good-bye to you; hold on tight,
So good to hurt so bad, so sad to ride away renewed,
Go on laugh, go on cry - it's alright.
There's something wonderful about love,
There's something wonderful about love,
There's something lost about me with you,
There's something blind about the chosen few,
There's something wonderful about love.
Was I meant to be yours? The will of Christ above?
Do you believe true love is blind, 'cause I don't know,
When I get home come spring, won't you be glad to be mine?
Please don't laugh, please don't cry...just say so.
There's something wonderful about love,
There's something wonderful about love,
There's something dark about destiny,
There's something blue about you with me,
There's something wonderful about love.
Sorry to call so late - the planet turned four times,
You're on my mind, but you're nowhere in my world,
And kiss the little bird; God bless this cosy cage we share,
You kill me, you thrill me, threaten my dreams, girl.
There's something wonderful about love,
There's something wonderful about love,
There's something liberating death alone brings,
There's something funny about a lot of sad things,
There's something wonderful about love.
