Said I, many times, love is illusion, 
A feeling result of confusion. 
With knowing smile, and blazing sigh, 
A cynical so-and-so was i. 

I felt so sure, so positive, 
So utterly, unchangingly certain. 
But I never was aware of love and you, 

And suddenly I realized 
There was love and you, 
And I, and i. 

In this world of ordinary people 
Extraordinary people 
I'm glad there is you 

Of under-rated treasures 
I'm so glad there is you 

I live to love, I love to live with you beside me 
This role so new, I'll muddle through with you to guide 
me 

In this world where many, many play at love 
And hardly any stay in love 
I'm glad there is you 



In this world where many, many play at love 
And hardly any stay in love 
I'm glad there is you 

More than ever, I'm glad there is you