Many, Many Things I Love

He took my hand.
He held me tight.
He touched my heart,
As a true love might.

He danced with me,
And with each step,
Led me down,
Into the depth...

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Of his eyes.
Of his smile.
His simple ways,
How he waits a while,
Before he says
What he thinks.
But still he'll tell you,
Anything.
These are the reasons.
These are the reasons.

I look at him.
He'll glance at me.
Eyes dart away,
One laughing,
One afraid.

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Oh his eyes.
Oh his smile.
His simple ways,
How he waits a while,
Before he says
What he thinks.
But still he'll tell you,
Anything.
These are the reasons.
These are the reasons.

Why I love him so much.
Why I hope he feels,
Just as I do,
Hope he loves me too.

Oh his eyes (Dreamy clear.)
Oh his smile (Warm and dear.)
His simple ways (He does things right.)
How he waits a while (My heart strings tight.)
Before he says (With a deep kind voice.)
What he thinks (Thoughts of choice.)
But still he'll tell you,
Anything.
Anything.

(Chorus)
Oh his eyes.
Oh his smile.
His simple ways,
How he waits a while,
Before he says
What he thinks.
But still he'll tell you,
Anything.
These are the reasons.
These are the reasons.
These are my reasons.