There must be something about her
That you love,
don't you dear?
Something
about her her
She was kinder to me
than most girls would ever be
I'm over the moon
and I'm sad to see it end so soon Oh,
what have I done?
I've never thought this way for love,
convinced
that it
is all
because there must be something
about her
that you love.
Love,
don't you dear?
Something
about her
Terrifies all my fears
She sits in a smile
With eyes looking through
What's the point of all this music
If I'm not here to dance with you
There must be something about her
What good is love if not to miss your hands or your eyes
Or the way that yours just look and mine
I'd die to live for any little part of this
Something about her that you love, don't you dear?
She sits in a smile with eyes looking through What's the point of all this music if I'm
not here to dance with you There must be something
about her Must be something
about her