Music of My Life
Harmonies, harmonic harmonies,
Harmonic harmonies, harmonic harmonies,
Harmonies, harmonic harmonies, that's what comes through when I'm with you.
Yes, that's the truth I'm totally in harmony with you.
Whether it's a four-four jazz swing or a waltz in three-four timing
it's a perfect syncopation that keeps us as one.
Wooh, you make your music sublime a concerto in two-four time
moving my emotions they go from the minor to major.
We're a natural like two whole chords not a second, third or discord,
but a unison of equal measures and pleasures.
Modulating on the same beat and our movements are a suite
as we change our scales and keys so smoothly, so simply.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
My world's a symphonic theme a lullaby of sweet dreams
you orchestrate all my life completely.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely
each endless concord of sounds that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
You're the rhythm and the right pitch. You're the sharp and flat girl, that's it.
You're the note on every staff line and space of my life.
Like the colors of a bassoon serenading with its sweet swoon
you're the rhapsody that moves and grooves me perfectly.
I don't need no music teacher showin' me how to play to keep her,
'cause the music that we make is already noted.
From the C right to the G it's simple musicology
we were meant to be in harmony in every degree.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
My world's a symphonic theme a lullaby of sweet dreams
you orchestrate all my life completely.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
Each endless concord of sounds that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
Each endless concord of sounds that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
My world's a symphonic theme a lullaby of sweet dreams
you orchestrate all my life completely.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
Each endless concord of sounds that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
Music of my life!
Harmonic harmonies, harmonic harmonies,
Harmonies, harmonic harmonies, that's what comes through when I'm with you.
Yes, that's the truth I'm totally in harmony with you.
Whether it's a four-four jazz swing or a waltz in three-four timing
it's a perfect syncopation that keeps us as one.
Wooh, you make your music sublime a concerto in two-four time
moving my emotions they go from the minor to major.
We're a natural like two whole chords not a second, third or discord,
but a unison of equal measures and pleasures.
Modulating on the same beat and our movements are a suite
as we change our scales and keys so smoothly, so simply.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
My world's a symphonic theme a lullaby of sweet dreams
you orchestrate all my life completely.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely
each endless concord of sounds that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
You're the rhythm and the right pitch. You're the sharp and flat girl, that's it.
You're the note on every staff line and space of my life.
Like the colors of a bassoon serenading with its sweet swoon
you're the rhapsody that moves and grooves me perfectly.
I don't need no music teacher showin' me how to play to keep her,
'cause the music that we make is already noted.
From the C right to the G it's simple musicology
we were meant to be in harmony in every degree.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
My world's a symphonic theme a lullaby of sweet dreams
you orchestrate all my life completely.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
Each endless concord of sounds that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
Each endless concord of sounds that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
My world's a symphonic theme a lullaby of sweet dreams
you orchestrate all my life completely.
Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely.
Each endless concord of sounds that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
Music of my life!
Credits
Writer(s): Gyle Waddy, Jean-marie Samain
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