Loving you is a race,
I never reach the finish line,
Despite the fact that I was a Casanova,
Don't worry I'll still take you on that trip to Casablanca,
We are made for each other like Bonnie and Clyde,
Beneath that scornful look you gave me the fist time we met,
Is a beautiful smile that makes my heart melt,
You re my life, laurel and emerald,
Take it or leave it I will still love even if old age makes you go bald.
So much love I have for you
