My Romance

I won’t kiss your hand, madam
Crazy for you though I am
I’ll never woo you on bended knee
No, madam, not me
We don’t need that flowery fuss
No sir, madam, not for us
My romance
Doesn’t have to have a moon in the sky
My romance
Doesn’t need a blue lagoon standing by
No month of May
No twinkling stars
No hideaway
No soft guitars
My romance
Doesn’t need a castle rising in Spain
Not a dance
To a constantly surprising refrain
Wide awake
I can make
My most fantastic dreams come true
My romance
Doesn’t need a thing but you