Younger Than Springtime From South Pacific

I touch your hand and my arms grow strong, Like a pair of birds that burst with Song. My eyes look down at your lovely Face, and I hold the World in my Embrace. Younger than Springtime are you. Softer than starlight are you. Warmer than winds of June are the gentle Lips you gave me. Gay as the laughter are you. Sweeter than music are you. Angel and lover, heaven and earth are You to Me. And when your youth and Joy invade my arms and fill My heart as now they Do, then Younger than springtime am I. Gayer than laughter am I. Angel and lover, heaven and earth am I with you. And when your youth and joy Invade my arms and fill my Heart as now they do, Then younger than springtime am I. Gayer than laughter am I. Angel and lover, heaven and earth am I With You