She

She's a pirouette, an arabesque, the swallow's swirl around its nest
She's the moment just before the smile breaks into a laugh
She's a fountain playing in the summer sun, each bead a world that's just begun
She's the bubble in the Perrier winking in the glass

And my love is like a river: deep, and wide and calm
And my heart, oh, so tender, she's holding in her palm

She's the butter in the croissant, she's the honey on my tongue
She's the summer breeze at midnight, she's a song that's just begun
She's the deep red of the cherry; she's the pale dusk of the peach
She's the rosy apple on the branch, just beyond my reach

And my love is like a river: deep, and wide and calm
And my heart, oh, so tender, she's holding in her palm

She's a harlequin, a spark of light, a rainbow-coloured dragonfly
She's the girl who put the lick into electricity
She's the hint of jazz on the city street, she's the solo that's right on the beat
She's the music, she's the music, she's the music of my life
She's the music, she's the music of my life



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Aznavour, Herbert Kretzmer
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