Some curse their fate, some say it’s never too late
Some say the best things come to those who can wait
I guess we’ll know for sure at some later date, all in time

When it comes to lying, every little bit hurts
I never told a lie I didn’t tell myself first
Was that a blessing or some kind of curse? I don’t know

If love’s the greatest wonder on earth
The curse, the verse and the nurse of all our longings
If love could have led from the start
As they say that it does in the dreams
Of heroes and saints and guitars
Then I could truly say
I never left you, I’m always with you
And I’ll be with you once again

I love to see her giggle
Let’s have a little tickle
I’ll sing like Joni Mitchell
Tell jokes like Billy Crystal
Play the banjo and the fiddle
I’ll gladly talk in riddles for her love
Perhaps I’m prejudicial
There’s nothing artificial
Her love’s so beneficial
Let’s make it all official
Where’s the cross?
Here’s my initial
I’m a blissful guided missile for her love

I love to see her giggle
Let’s have a little tickle
I’ll sing like Joni Mitchell
Tell jokes like Billy Crystal
Play the banjo and the fiddle
I’ll gladly talk in riddles for her love
Perhaps I’m prejudicial
There’s nothing artificial
Her love’s so beneficial
Let’s make it all official
Where’s the cross?
Here’s my initial
I’m a blissful guided missile for her love

I love to see her giggle
Let’s have a little tickle
I’ll sing like Joni Mitchell
Tell jokes like Billy Crystal
Play the banjo and the fiddle
I’ll gladly talk in riddles for her love
Perhaps I’m prejudicial
There’s nothing artificial
Her love’s so beneficial
Let’s make it all official
Where’s the cross?
Here’s my initial
I’m a blissful guided missile for her love

For her love, love, love, for her love
Love, love, love, for her love
Love, love, love, for her love