You you do something to me. Something that simply mystifies me. Oh tell me why should it be. You have the power to hypnotize me. . Let me live 'neath your spell.
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic. That I always have found it best,. Instead of getting 'em off my chest,. To let 'em rest unexpressed.. I hate parading my serenading.
You'd be so nice to come home to. You'd be so nice by the fire. While the breeze on high sang a lullaby. You'd be all that I could desire. . Under stars chilled by the winter.