Thousand Things

I'm a young old-fashioned romantic

I dream of love the way it was

When my father's father was young

People might consider me a sentimental fool

'Cause I want to sing of love

The way my mother's mother sang

And I don't care how silly it may sound to you

I could find a thousand things

Precious pearls and diamond rings

But they could never be as fine

As you my very own goldmine

I could do a thousand things

Walk the moon and dine with kings

But that could never be as fine

As being with you my own goldmine

When I fall in love I have to show it

The only way I can

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet

There's no crime if you rhyme to get a man

I could love a thousand things

Sing a song 'bout love that swings

But that could never be as fine

As you I dig this goldmine of mine