I was reading a poem by ol’ John Keats, When I caught sight of you sitting up in a tree And I said to myself: „Let it be!“. I was wondering, whether you could sense my admiration And affection and my appreciation And my potential for understatement.
Refrain: My love for you is awfully big You are the girl I really dig My feelings for you will not decay My love for you is here to stay
So I started singing the poem to a little melody And I could tell you liked it, because you were chirping along To my courting song. Tender was the day, when you flew my way Tender is the night, when you shine your light Tweet, tweet - you’re really neat!