(Leon Payne)

(I love you for a hundred thousand reasons)
(But most of all I love you 'cause you're you.)

Why do I love you? I love you not only for what you are
But for what I am when I'm with you
I love you not only for what you've made of yourself
But for what you're making of me.

And why do I love you? I love you because you're helping me
To build from the lumber of my life, not a tavern but a temple
From the words of my every day, not a reproach but a song
(I love you because you understand dear)
(But most of all I love you 'cause you're you.)

I love you for ignorin' the possibilities of a fool in me
And for laying firm hold on the possibilities of a good in me
I love you because you've done more
Than any creed to make me happy

And you've done it without a word.
And you've done it without a touch
Without even a sign you've done it just by being yourself
(But most of all I love you 'cause you're you.)

Perhaps after all that's what love really is...