Oh love, my love, my love,

You are the soul of me,

The mirrored whole of me,

The dreaming heart I never found,

Yet now you are, the truest part,

Bigger than the whole combined.

O heart, O heart, my heart,

You are the bluebird of my mind,

The dream I feared might not be real,

And you are real, so very, very real,

And it is true that I’m in love with you,

And true it is that you’re in love with me.

And though we’re older, we’re not really old,

And we’re still young because we are so bold.