This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love This thing (
Fly me to the moon Let me sing among those stars Let me see what spring is like On Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby
But one day you'll see that I was good for you honey You need to grow up Get your life together We can't go on now Doing this to each other Oh
You give your hand to me Then you say hello I can hardly speak My heart is beating so And anyone can tell You think you know me well But you don't know
Many nights we pray With no proof anyone could hear In our heart's a hopeful song We barely understood Now we are not afraid Although we know there's
: There is a place we'll go, Where there is mostly quiet; Flowers and butterflies, A rainbow lives beside it. And from a velvet sky, A summer storm;
There is a place we'll go, Where there is mostly quiet; Flowers and butterflies, A rainbow lives beside it. And from a velvet sky, A summer storm; You
