Of You

When life goes wrong,
you are my song.
The melody of you,
brings me out of the blue.

The serenade of your voice,
who would ever want another choice?
The melody ... the serenading ... of you.

Every rhythmic note of who you are,
without you, would be like doing time by far.
Everything about you seems to rhyme.
Just the thought of not being with you should
be outlawed as a crime.

But all the thoughts get washed away by the sight
of your song.
In my mind, in my eyes ... with you
time is never too long.

The melody ...
when life goes wrong,
you are my song.

The serenading ...
the melody of you,
brings me out of the blue.

Of you ...
The serenading voice,
who would ever want another choice?

The melody,
the serenading,
the melody,
the serenading,
who would ever want
another choice?
Of the melody,
of the serenading ...
Of you.

Song'ish