My ! My ! - The Pied Pipers

I want to shout a poem

About how I dream

Of that gleam in your eyes

I want to shout

But all that comes out is, «My!

My!»

I want to sing of flowers in spring

But oh dear, when you’re near I just die

I want to sing

But can’t sing a thing but, «My!

My!»

I should say, «Oh, how lovely!»

I should say, «Ah, how sweet!»

I should have Shakespeare at the tip of my tongue

But every time we meet…

I look at you and what do I do,

I get weak, I can’t speak, I just sigh

And though I try the best I can sigh is, «My!

My!»