My meaning of what's meant to be,
For I have thought of us as only friends
Although you share so much with me.
But, after all, you're just a miracle,
You seemed a dozen a dime.
But now I see, and it is no mystery,
How rare and wonderful you shine.
So be mine, my valentine.
Be mine, my valentine.
'Cause after all there may not be a better time.
Be my valentine.
Why did I complicate my thoughts of you?
We're so alike, why not passionately?
Perhaps the fact that opposites attract was what I knew,
And you were much too much like me.
And, after all, you're just a miracle,
But now this miracle's simplified.
So be mine, my valentine.
Be mine, my valentine.
'Cause after all there may not be a better time.
Be my valentine.
Now, after all, you're just a miracle.
But every miracle must have its time.
So be mine, my valentine.
Be mine, my valentine.
'Cause after all there may not be a better time.
Be my valentine.
Be mine, my valentine.
Be mine, my valentine.
'Cause after all there may not be a better time.
Be my valentine.
