So where do I begin
How do I say
What brought us here
And where do we go
How do I tell you
How do I show you
What my heart does
And has for all these years
For when I think of you
Just as much as talking to you
My heart beats faster
As I find myself alive
Just as it did when I first met you
As I looked your way
And saw you standing there
I almost couldn’t talk
But talk I must
For that is why I was there
What do you do when beauty abounds
How do you cope when you see such loveliness
But talk I must
For that is why I was there
Focus, yes focus
On the job at hand
Put the beauty behind
Don’t stare at the loveliness
Or I won’t be able to talk
But talk I must
For that is why I was there
So I talk
But then I must leave
And I question
When will I see such beauty again
When will I see such loveliness again
But leave I must
For I have talked
As I must
And I have shown
As I should
But when will I see
Such beauty and loveliness
Abound again
How will I cope
Without this vision again
Time passes
And then the phone
Does ring
With the voice of beauty
In my ear
Asking questions
I delight to hear
As a friendship grows
With the beauty abounds
And to my dismay
My beauty abounds
Comes to work for me
And then one day
This vision of loveliness
Tells me of a mistake
She has made
But not just words
Of apology, oh no
Not this beauty abounds
She has to pay
For this mistake of hers
And will not allow
For me to pay
So what must I do
To this woman whose beauty abounds
Whose vision of loveliness
Is now matched
By her sense of fairness
So what must I do
But to love her
And keep it secret
For otherwise she may leave
And secret I keep it
From the woman whose beauty abounds
Until one day
With her hand in mine
She hangs on for an instant
As I let go
And then my heart races
As I ponder the reason
She hangs on for an instant
This woman whose beauty abounds
Could it be, no not me
Does her heart race too
No not for me
For this is a woman whose beauty abounds
But what’s to lose
If I should ask
Would she quit and leave me be
Or would her fairness
Allow me to ask
Or should I just not ask
And simply let it be
Oh no, I must know
How she feels
This woman whose beauty abounds
I cannot ask
For I am afraid
So I must tell
This woman whose beauty abounds
That I love her
But not just because her beauty abounds
But because she has taken
What’s most precious to me
For now she owns me
Both heart and soul
And has for so many years now
So how do I cope
And how do I say
That I am hers forever
And ever
This woman whose beauty abounds
Are mere words enough
As I tell her whose beauty abounds
That I Love her
But what then do I do
When silence abounds
I fear a mistake I made
For now my love
A secret no longer
Have I lost this woman
Whose beauty abounds
Oh silence, how do I cope
As time goes by
Ever so slowly
Hours to days
And days to weeks
And then she says
Time for lunch
Please let’s walk
So we can talk
My heart in my throat
What can she say
What will she do
How can I cope
When leave she must
For my love is not
For her to take
For we are married
But not to each other
So I agree to walk and talk
And silence no longer
For this woman
Whose beauty abounds
Tells me of a man
Whose beauty abounds
And in his hands
For many a year
Holds most precious
Her heart and soul
So how do I cope
And then she says
This man is me