Lir: I've had time to write a book About the way you act and look But I haven't got a paragraph Words are always getting in my way Anyway, I love you That's all I have to tell you That's all I've got to say And now, I'd like to make a speech About the love that touches each But stumbling, I would make you laugh I feel as though my tongue were made of clay Anyway, I love you That's all I have to tell you I'm not a man of poetry Music isn't one with me It runs from me It runs from me (duet) Lir: and I tried to write a symphony Amalthea: once when I was searching Lir: but I lost the melody Amalthea: somewhere out of reach Lir: alas I only finished half Amalthea: far away Lir: and finish I suppose I never may Amalthea: in a place I could not find Lir: anyway, I love you Amalthea: or heart obey Lir: that's all I have to tell you Amalthea: now that I'm a woman Lir: that's all I've got to say Amalthea: now I know the way Lir: that's all I've got to say Amalthea: now I know the way Together: that's all I've got to say