Tell me the whole thing isn’t a dream

I have opened my eyes and truly seen

The colour of the eyes

The feel of your lips on mine

It took me a thousand years

To discover love is fine



You are

Everything to me

The touch of your hand is like a blind man

That now can see

The colour of your eyes

The feel of your lips on mine

It took me a thousand years

To discover love is fine



When you slow down

Won’t you give me some time

I wait endlessly

There’s no reason or rhyme

For the joy and pain your bring me

I guess it’s not a crime

Well if it is then you’re guilty

But somehow we will be fine



You are

Everything to me

The touch of your hand is like a blind man

That now can see

The colour of your eyes

The feel of your lips on mine

It took me a thousand years

To discover love is fine



Everything you are

Everything you feel

Belongs in a little way to me

Like a spinning wheel



You know

You know

You know

You know