If I were Lord Byron I'd write you, sweet siren A poem inspiring' A k**er diller ooh Too bad, I'm no poet I happen to know it But anyway Here's a roundelay That I wrote last night about you You are to me everything My life to be, everything When in my sleep you appear Fair skies of deep blue appear Each time our lips touch again I yearn for you, oh, so much again You are my favorite star My haven in heaven above You are everything I love