The Song is You
“I ask you—is there
anybody here—as happy
as I am?”
I hear music when I look at you,
A beautiful theme of every dream I ever knew.
Down deep in my heart, I hear it play,
I feel it start when Alaska melts 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 just another stupid lay?
I alone have heard this lovely strain,
I alone have heard this glad refrain,
It must be POTUS inside of you
Why can't you just let it go?
Why can't you let me know?
Why don't you know the song my heart would sing?
That beautiful rhapsody of whale blubber and fat,
That music so sweet, the words so moosey...
The song is you!!!