Out of all these stars up high, one guided me to you
Out of all these places in the world, I ended up in here with you
How lucky am I?
Thou wilt steal my heart, I knew from the start
Those nights I was awake, holding onto my heart
Thinking and dreaming
Hoping and wishing
How could I not be in love with thee?
Before thee, Love was something for the books
Before thee, Marriage was something for the old
Before thee, Happiness was nonexistent
How could I not believe in fate?
No matter how far I go
How deep I see
How much I try
It is easier to explain the chemistry of a soufflé
Than to explain what I feel for you
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