Your love is a mystical and wondrous act
Making passion come out of every little hole I can seek
Blooming and growing, it amazes me
Leaves me wanting more, more of your love.
You simply amaze me.
You dress so thoughtfully, covered to impress
With the crispest shirts matched with a similar bottom
Catching my eyes with every movement, gesture you perform
You give me a private show with all your talents
You call me up on stage, asking my assistance
There is no other artist I would want to help
Holding my hand, it feels unreal
I feel more like an escape artist than an assistant
Would you like to escape with me?
You hand me a mysterious pack full of numbers and royalty
I pull out a card and give it to you
My possession is in you hands
"is it the ace of hearts?"...Yes, spot on
You hold my heart so carefully showing it to the audience beneath us
They gasp in astonishment, and applaud
They clap for us; they clap for the heart I gave you
They have never seen something so magical
As the curtain closes its just us two
Nothing feels more like magic than now with you
The show is over,
But I never want to leave.
Encore.
