michael bublé: confessions

You're a falling star, You're the get away car.

You're the line in the sand when I go too far.

You're the swimming pool, on an August day.

And you're the perfect thing to say.

And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.

Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.

Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.

Cause you can see it when I look at you.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times

It's you, it's you, You make me sing.

You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,

And you light me up, when you ring my bell.

You're a mystery, you're from outer space,

You're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,

And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.

Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,

And you know that's what our love can do.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times

It's you, it's you, You make me sing

You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times

It's you, it's you, You make me sing.

You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

You're every song, and I sing along.

'Cause you're my everything.

Blog owner's note: Oh my goodness! Michael I had no idea that you originally wrote this song for me. You little stinker I can't believe you have kept it from me for so long but I am glad that you decided to announce to everyone your love for me on MY BLOG. (Way cooler than doing it via accidental email.) I'm glad I could share this moment with y'all. (That y'all goes out to Tyler and Charlie.)

Here is a picture of the two of us. Don't we look happy? In fact, I look really really different. Come to think of it, we don't really look that happy. We are.