Perhaps only now I realise its true
how truly, madly, deeply I love you.
My wit betrays me, and so does my heart
a strange experience, nor science nor art.
A feeling all beyond this earth and all
a heavenly ride, I rise and fall.
All is lost, save your face
noble and innocent, and immense grace.
And dreams, how painful they are
they know no bounds, they know no bar.
Oh how I wish those dreams were true
an endless horizon, only me and you.
But God created love and true it is
a heavenly feeling, an eternal bliss.
And if my love for you is divine
I am yours, and you are mine.