I may not be the man I wanted to I may not be the king of wit I may not know the things you need to know I might not measure up quite yet I may not have the grace of Fred Astaire I may not have the mind of Jung I cannot buy the things you need to have But there is something you can't forget I love you I love you Through the fires And all the hell It's something I can't stop I love you It may not seem that I care enough I may not take the time to say You can't leave me standing here alone Until you hear what I have to say I love you I love you Through the fires In all of hell It's something I can't stop I love you