Once I believed that when love came to meIt would come with rockets, bells, and poetryBut with me and youIt just started quietly and grewAnd believe it or notNow there's something groovy and good about whatever we've gotAnd it's getting betterGrowing strongerWarm and wilderGetting better every dayBetter every dayI don't feel all turned on and starry-eyedI just feel a sweet contentment deep insideHolding you at nightJust seems kind of natural and rightAnd it's not hard to seeThat it'sIt isn't half of what it's gonna turn out to beCause it's getting betterGrowing strongerWarm and wilderGetting better every dayBetter every dayDa-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-adDa-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-da-daSon of aDa-da-da-da-da-da-da-daBa-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-boardDa-da-da-da-da-da-da ad-da-da-We'll see you next time.