| When you walk in the room love walks in with you | 
| And I’m so in love with you, with you | 
| We’ve come through weeks and months and days of years | 
| And left behind a trail of tears | 
| The moon is silver and the night is blue | 
| And this blanket’s big enough for two | 
| In the wilderness of a time of change | 
| When all roads look strange | 
| When veils are thin and paths obscure | 
| The only thing I know for sure | 
| Is when you walk in the room love walks in with you | 
| And I’m so in love with you, with you | 
| Your voice is honey, honey, to my ears | 
| I could listen to you for a thousand years | 
| Your touch is softer than the fall of snow | 
| In a secret valley where no winds blow | 
| Mist over sunrise, shadows on the face of the deep | 
| And no time to sleep | 
| A bewilderment of paths on every hand | 
| And the only thing I understand | 
| Is when you walk in the room love walks in with you | 
| And I’m so in love with you, with you | 
| Things that you said when we lay between sheets | 
| Will live in my heart for as long as it beats | 
| I play them back honey on the soundtrack of my mind | 
| Every time I lose some ground and fall behind | 
| Now a west wind blows down these city streets | 
| It tells me «go» but something stops my feet | 
| The world is swirling, spinning round my ears | 
| And all I trust just disappears | 
| And then you walk in the room and love walks in with you | 
| And I’m so in love with you, with you… |