Do you know many who had looked through this heart
Saw nothing and left it hollow as it was?
But you came and made me sing like a baby
You saw the hollow in this heart, and filled it with melody
I tap my feet, I call you my wife, you are my perfect rhythm!
Ringing bells, cymbals, play your tune in my quiet head,
So I clap my hands now… For the way you make feel
Is more than anything and your love song is tasty
Intoxicating like the grape wine, something sent of Nature,
Yes, you make me dance like a mad man,
And I will dance, to show you how much you mean to me
Your song is my balm; healed my hearts hollow ailment,
I am so in love with you!