I hear music when I look at you, a beautiful theme of every dream I ever knew.
Down deep in my heart I hear it play; I feel it start, then melt away.
I hear music when I touch your hand; a beautiful melody from some enchanted land.
Down deep in my heart, I hear it say, Is this the day?
I alone have heard this lovely strain, I alone have heard this glad refrain:
Must it be forever inside of me? Why can't I let it go? Why can't I let you know,
Why can't I let you know the song my heart would sing?
That beautiful rhapsody of love and youth and spring,
The music is sweet, the words are true -- the song is you.

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