I Love You Lyrics - Tanita Tikaram

Johnny was a peculiar guy 

Brough up on love and the reasons why 

but the reasons why ought not to be said 

and so I'm left hands held to my head 

I love you 

I love you 

I love you 

It's a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful thing 

It's a beautiful, beautiful thing 

Chances, changes are all that you have 

As you take the hard stuff and lie on your back 

The smoothness, strangeness 

Fits like a glove 

But the comfort of tease 

Still rises above 

I love you 

I love you 

I love you 

But is it possible, possible, possible babe? 

Is it possible for you and me? 

Gold and waves and Betty Blue 

Are the images that lead to the clues of why 

I can't love you 

I can't love you 

I can't love you 

It isn't possible