When I Look In Your Eyes

When God gave out rhythm
Sure was good to you
You can add, subtract, multiply and divide by two

I know today's your birthday and I did not buy no rose
But I wrote this song and instead I call it, Popsicle toes

Popsicle toes
Popsicle toes are always froze
Popsicle toes
You're so brave to expose all those Popsicle toes

You must have been Mr. Olympian
With all that amplitude
How come you always load your Pentax when I am in the nude
We are to have a birthday party and you can wear your birthday cloths
Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle toes

You've got the nicest north of America
This sailor ever saw
I like to feel your warm Brazil and touch your Panama
But Tierra del Fuegos are nearly always froze
We've got to seesaw until we un-thaw those Popsicle toes

Ohh, do it again
I may say no, no, no but do it again
My lips just ache to have you take the kiss that's waiting for you
You know if you do, you won't regret it, come and get it

Ohh, no one is near
I may cry oh, oh, oh but no one can hear
Mama may scold me cause she told me it was naughty
But then, please do it again, just do it again

Come and get it, ohh
Turn out the light and hold me close
Close in your arms all through the night
Mama may scold me cause she told me it was naughty
But then, please do it again, just do it again

nothing's impossible i have found
For when my chin is on the ground
I pick myself up, dust myself off, start all over again

Don't lose your confidence if you slip
Be grateful for a pleasant trip
And pick yourself up, dust yourself off and start all over again

Work like a soul inspired till the battle of the day is won
You may be sick and tired but you'll be a man my son
Don't you remember the famous men who had to fall to rise again?
They picked themselves up, dust themselves off and started all over again

Was there something more i could have done?
Or was i not meant to be the one?
Where's the life i thought we would share?
And should i care?

And will someone else get more of you?
Will she go to sleep more sure of you?
Will she wake up knowing you're still there?
And why should i care?

There's always one to turn and walk away
And one who just wants to stay
But who said that love is always fair?
And why should i care?

Should i leave you alone here in the dark?
Holding my broken heart
While a promise still hangs in the air
Why should i care?

I've got you under my skin
I have got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart, you're really a part of me
And I've got you under my skin

I have tried so, not to give in
I've said to myself this affair it never would go so well
But why should I try to resist when I know so well
That I've got you under my skin

I would sacrifice anything come would might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice, that comes in the night and repeats in my ear
Don't you know you fool you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
For each time I do, just the thought of you makes me stop before I begin
Because I've got you under my skin

You may not be an angel
Cause angels are so few
But until the day that one comes along
I'll string along with you

I looking for an angel
To sing my love song to
And until the day that one comes along
I'll sing my song to you

For every little fault that you have
Say I've got three or four
The human little faults you do have
Just make me love you more

You may not be an angel
But still I'm sure you'll do
So until the day that one comes along
I'll string along with you

There may be trouble ahead
But while there's music and moonlight and love and romance
Let's face the music and dance

Before the fiddlers have fled
Before they ask us to pay the bill and while we still have the chance
Let's face the music and dance

Soon we'll be without the moon, humming a different tune and then
There may be teardrops to shed
So while there's moonlight and music and love and romance
Let's face the music and dance

I only want what's the best thing for you
And the best thing for you would be me
I've been convinced

After thinking it through that the best thing for you would be me

Everyday to myself I'd say point the way
What would it be?
I ask myself what's the best thing you
And myself and I seem to agree
That the best thing for you would be me