What is love?

Baby, I don’t know.

I don’t know what it is

I’ve already fell in love.

As the primroses come in the spring

We know not from where;

As the stars come at evening

From the depths of the air;

As the rain comes from the cloud

And the brook from the ground;

As suddenly, low and loud

Out of silence a sound;

As the grape comes to the vine

The flower to the tree;

As the wind comes to the pine

And the tide to the sea;

As the birds come out of the sky

And the moon out of the night;

As dew-pearl’d in the mild night

I’d be intoxicated in your eyes.

Your eyes, the blue sky,

When I look into your eyes

The angels flying beside me,

I see heaven;

When I kiss your pouting lips,

I taste heaven;

When I hold your hands,

I feel heaven;

When I’m in your arm,

I’m in heaven.

Oh, I swear

Truly, you are my heaven.

That I would be the unpolished jewel

That trembles at her ear;

For hid in ringlets day and night,

I’d daut your neck so warm and white.

And I’d be the necklace,

And all day long to fall and rise,

Upon your balmy bosom,

With your laughter or your sighs.

And I’d be the barrette,

Lie so light, so light

In your soft hair,

Like swing in the moon river.

As fair are you, my bonnie lass

So deep in love am I,

And I’ll love you still, my dear,

Till all the seas go dry;

Till all the seas go dry, my dear

And the rocks melt with the sun;

And I’ll love you, still my dear

While the sky ruined with the Mars.

But where are you now, my love?

I missed you today,

We couldn’t be together,

And I passed the time remembering

Happy yesterday spent with you,

And anticipating many wonderful tomorrows.

I missed you tonight,

Because you are half of all I am

And though I could live myself alone,

Life now for me is the constant sharing

Of our thoughts and feelings,

And the unselfish sharing

Of all our lives’ experiences.