The Song Is You

I hear music when I look at you,

A beautiful theme of every

Dream I ever knew.

Down deep in my heart I hear it play.

I feel it start, then melt away.

I hear music when I touch your hand,

A beautiful melody

From some enchanted land.

Down deep in my heart, I hear it say,

Is this the day?

I alone have heard this lovely strain,

I alone have heard this glad ain,

Must it be forever inside of me,

Why can't I let it go,

Why can't I let you know,

Why can't I let you know the song

My heart would sing?

That beautiful rhapsody

Of love and youth and spring,

The music is sweet,

The words are true

The song is you.