Where do I begin ? To tell the story of how great a love can be, The sweet love story that is older than the sea, The simple truth about the love she brings to me, Where do I start ? With her first hello! She gave a meaning to this empty world of mine, Thered never be another love, another time, She came into my life and made the living fine, She fills my heart . . . She fills my heart with very special things, With angels songs , with wild imaginings, She fills my soul with so much love, That anywhere I go, Im never lonely, With her along, who could be lonely ? I reach for her hand, its always there . . . How long does it last ? Can love be measured by the hours in a day ? I have no answers now, but this much I can say, I know Ill need her 'till the stars all burn away And shell be there . . . Shell be there . . .