I love your legs--they make me want to be a better man

I want to make you eggs in the morning

Just because I can

It’s like a hand to a glove, below to above, a head to an empty hat

Baby I love you and it’s just like that

And I love your brain—the way it helps me understand

I feel the need to explain a bit further

It’s the way you are with the way I am

It’s like time to a clock, toes to a sock, a step through an open door

Baby I love you and that’s what I’m for

If I could whistle, I’d whistle this part for you

Mmmm, Mmmm

‘Couse I know just how you love some whistling in a song

Mmmm, Mmmm

But I love your voice

And when you whisper sing or shout

I really have no choice in the matter

It lights me up from the inside out

It’s like fire to the fly, breath to the sigh, a hand to an open hand

Baby I love you and that’s how I am

Baby I love you and it’s just like that