Younger Than Springtime (From "South Pacific")

I touch your hands
 And my heart grows strong,
 Like a pair of birds
 That burst with song.
 My eyes look down
 At your lovely face,
 And I hold a 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.
 Gayer than 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.