YOU'RE IN MY HEART (THE FINAL ACCLAIM)

I didn't know what day it was when you walked into the room.

I said 'hello' unnoticed; You said goodbye too soon.

Breezin' through the clientele, spinnin yarns that were so lyrical.

I really must confess right here, that the attraction was purely physical.

I took all those habits of yours, which in the beginning were hard to

Accept.

Your fashion sense for Beardsley prints, I put down to experience.

The redheaded lady with a dutch accent who tried to change my point of view.

Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed, but my heart poured out for you.


You're in my heart, you're in my soul. You'll be my breath should I grow

Old.

You are my lover, you're my best friend. You're in my soul.


My love for you is immeasurable; My respect for you: immense.

You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness, you're beauty and elegance.

You're a rhapsody, a comedy, you're a symphony and a play.

You're every love song ever written, but honey what do you see in me?


You're in my heart, you're in my soul. You'll be my breath should I grow

Old.

You are my lover, you're my best friend. You're in my soul.


You're an essay in glamour. Please pardon the grammar. But you're every

Schoolboy's dream.

You're Celtic united, but baby I've decided you're the best team I've ever

Seen.

And there have been many a day, many times I thought to leave.

But I bite my lip and turn around, cause you're the warmest thing I ever

Found.


You're in my heart, you're in my soul. You'll be my breath should I grow

Old.

You are my lover, you're my best friend. You're in my soul.


You're in my heart, you're in my soul. You'll be my breath should I grow

Old.

You are my lover, you're my best friend. You're in my soul.


You're in my heart, you're in my soul. You'll be my breath should I grow

Old.

You are my lover, you're my best friend. You're in my soul.