There's just something in the way she laughs,
That lets my heart run free and wild,
Some say this is just a phase, 
But to hell with them, I'm in this to stay...

How many hearts are like ours, I wonder...
Do others know of such joy as ours?
Tell me there's more than just we two...
This is just too great to be unique

Broken hearts mend, or so they say...
Well my friend I'm beginning to think that way...
Because when I'm thinking of her I'm free...
And there's noone else quite like her to me.