We swing and we dance
we wear ourselves out
we try to be Spring
and all the while sing
as hands cover hearts
and laughs fill the room
and every once in a while
I get to see you smile
I admit I'm not the best
and I doubt I'll ever be
but every time I hear
you say good night dear
I wonder if the best
is really just a smile
or really just a song
so that I can dance along
And tell you how I feel,
what I know, what I see
and tell you you're the one
tell you you're perfect
for me.