Lyric

It’s a monologue from a silver screen

Reading the lines, I can see the scene

A sorrowful melody begins to rise

Floating softly before my eyes

In every casual word you chose

A hidden message quietly grows

No one can copy, no one can steal

The unique language of the way you feel

May these words become a song

A gentle embrace where we belong

It’s a toy box where the phrases play

Fun and rhythmic in every way

A bouncy melody starts to spring

I can hear the rhythm in everything

Scattered words like colorful beads

With the perfect accent each one needs

No one can copy, no one can steal

The unique language of the way you feel

May these words become a song

Where the heart can dance along

It’s a love letter burning with desire

A poignant scene set deep in the fire

A melting melody begins to flow

Watching the love in the starlight glow

In every call, in every name

An "I love you" that fans the flame

No one can copy, no one can steal

The unique language of the way you feel

May these words become a song

Of an endless love, forever strong

Your words, your song

Uniquely yours