The Lover week 4 rehearsal version
The Lover
The time has come to say I love you more, with ev-'ry passing hour.
The time has come to say I love you more, with ev-'ry passing hour.
Your scent, your touch, Your cooking skills,
Ev-'rything, Ev-'rything, Ev-'rything!
With you I can be myself and more!
And more!
Love can make you brave, can make you silly, make you tingle.
It's something you have to have, like clear pure water,
It's something that you can gift, that you can share.
Love can make you brave, can make you silly, make you tingle.
It's something you have to have, like clear pure water,
It's something that you can gift, that you can share.
I love you, I love you,
I love, love, love you more than life,
But how the hell do you say that?
I love you, I love you,
I love, love, love you more than life,
But how the hell do you say say that?
Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies, butterflies.
Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies, butterflies.
My heart melting like choc-'late, melting, melting…
Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies, butterflies.
Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies, butterflies.
The smell of my flower,
The smell of my petal as you serenade me,
serenade me…
Apart. The letters of longing, emptiness,
Sweet dreams of you ev-'ry night,
And finally the safety and security of your arms!