“Do you have a boyfriend?” “Uh, well… I don’t really know.” “Leave her alone. Maybe it’s a secret love.” “Love should never be a secret. If you keep something as complicated as love store up inside, it could make you sick.” “If you want to get a man to fall in love with you, feed him poetry.” “Poetry?” “Never fails.”
I look at Heaven When I look at you. I walk on stardust When I walk with you. When your lips meet with mine, I hear music from heaven.
I see the sunrises In your eyes, I hear the angles In your tender sighs. This is love from above. It’s true I look at Heaven When I look at you.