To Be In Love

(album: Swing Softly - 1958)

Once I thought that songs of love and spring were for the birds
And I swore I'd never pour my heart into a rhapsody of words
But every time you're near I'm off on a little spree
And extravagant phrases flow from the heart of little old me

To be in love
To be in love
To caress the living, breathing angel
I've been dreaming of

To brush your lips
To blush and burn
To feel the flush of youth I thought in truth
Would never return

When I see you smile
When I hear you sigh
I seem to fly through space
And take my place with stars in the sky

To watch the silvery moon turn a heavenly blue
That's what it's like to be in love with the likes of you
That's how it feels to be
Hopelessly
Helplessly in love with you!

When I see you smile
My delight of delights
You turn my everyday days to a riotous blaze of red-letter nights
Each passing moment becomes an Olympian to-do
That's what it's like to be in love
With the likes of you!

That's how it feels to be
Fantastically
Outrageously
In love with you
Lavishly
Luxuriously
Shamelessly in love with you!