I didn't know what day it was
When you walked into the room.
I said 'hello' unnoticed;
You said goodbye too soon.
Breezin' through the clientele,
Spinnin yarns that were so lyrical.
I really must confess right here,
That the attraction was purely physical.
I took all those habits of yours,
That in the beginning were hard to accept.
Your fashion sense for Beardsley prints,
I put down to experience.
The big bosomed lady with a dutch accent
Who tried to change my point of view.
Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed,
But my heart cried out for you.
You're in my heart, you're in my soul.
You'll be my breath should I grow old.
You are my lover, you're my best friend.
You're in my soul.
My love for you is immeasurable;
My respect for you: immense.
You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness,
You're beauty and elegance.
You're a rhapsody, a comedy,
You're a symphony and a play.
You're every love song ever written,
But honey what do you see in me?
You're in my heart, you're in my soul.
You'll be my breath should I grow old.
You are my lover, you're my best friend.
You're in my soul.
You're an essay in glamour. (Please pardon the grammer.)
But you're every schoolboy's dream.
You're Celtic united, but baby I've decided
You're the best team I've ever seen.
And there have been many of days,
Many times I thought to leave.
But I bite my lip and turn around,
Cause you're the warmest thing I ever found.
You're in my heart, you're in my soul.
You'll be my breath should I grow old.
You are my lover, you're my best friend.
You're in my soul.
You're in my heart, you're in my soul.
You'll be my breath should I grow old.
You are my lover, you're my best friend.
You're in my soul.