The Song Is You sing and play along

I hear music when I look at you,

a beautiful theme of ev'ry dream I ever knew,

down deep in my heart, I hear it play,

I feel it start, then melt away.

I hear music when I touch your hand,

a beautiful melody from some enchanted land,

down deep in my heart, I hear it say,

is this the day?

I alone have heard this lovely strain,

I alone have heard this glad refrain.

Must it be forever inside of me?

Why can't I let you go?

Why can't I let you know?

Why can't I let you know the song my heart would sing?

That beautiful rhapsody of love and youth and spring,

the music is sweet, the words are true,

the song is you.