TO BE IN LOVE


Johnny Mathis (1958)


Once I thought that songs of love and spring,
Were for the birds.
And I swore I'd never pour my heart,
Into a rhapsody of words.

But every time you're near,
I'm off on a lyrical spree,
And extravagant phrases flow,
>From the heart of little old me.

To be in love,
To be in love,
To caress the living breathing angel,
I've been dreaming of.

To brush your lips,
To blush and burn,
To feel the flush of you I thought in truth,
 Would never return.

When I see you smile,
When I hear you sigh,
I seem to fly through space,
And take my place with stars in the sky.

To watch the silvery moon, 
Turn a heavenly blue,
That's what it's like to be,
In love with the likes of you.

That's how it feels to be,
Hopelessly,
Hopelessly, in love with you.

Bridge……

When I see you smile,
My delight of delights,
You turn my everyday place,
To a riotous place of red-letter nights,

Each passing moment becomes,
An olympian to do,
That's what it's like to be,
In love with the likes of you.

That's how it feels to be,
Fantastically,
Outrageously, in love with you.

Lavishly,
Luxuriously,
Shamelessly, in love with you.

(from Swing Softly)



(Transcribed by David Story - January 2013)