I may not be the man I wanted to

I may not be the king of wit

I may not know the things you need to know

I might not measure up quite yet

I may not have the grace of Fred Astaire

I may not have the mind of Jung

I cannot buy the things you need to have

But there is something you can′t forget

I love you

I love you

Through the fires

And all the hell

It's something I can′t stop

I love you

It may not seem that I care enough

I may not take the time to say

You can't leave me standing here alone

Until you hear what I have to say

I love you

I love you

Through the fires

In all of hell

It's something I can′t stop

I love you