You're in my heart, you're in my soul. You'll be my breath, should I grow old.
If the father is not straight naider will be the son.
Is it my sweat that's no longer sweet?
My big brother still thinks he's a better singer than me.
My love for you is immeasurable, my respect for you immense. You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness, you're beauty and elegance.
You can be with one of the most beautiful women in the world and still be unhappy.