mountains I'd climb, to get to her
without you, life, is such a blur
of one so beautiful, and one so true
these thoughts I think, are thoughts of you
for you I hold, the one I love
beautiful, as a morning dove
that glistening sparkle, in your eye
brings infinite joy, to be your guy
these tears you see upon my face
flow from my eyes, with love we embrace
So here's to joy, you bring into my life
all these thoughts, of a perfect wife |