I’ve loved a man I can’t stand
And how he got a hold on me is what makes love a mystery
The precious bird in my hand
And I couldn’t set him free while he had love for me
And I’m startin’ to see
How precious is love, any love to me
How precious is love, I’m talkin’ ‘bout any love
Of any degree
My Morgy’s mad about me
I’m quite sure never before have I been this adored
His great big heart on his sleeve
And he’s making me believe that he’s in love with me
And how lucky are we
How precious is love, any love to me
How precious is love, I’m talkin’ ‘bout any love
Of any degree
And I’m startin’ to see
What it means to you and what it means to me
And it might be a different thing
Than we’ve been imagining
But I do know
There ain’t no love that doesn’t mean a thing
Doesn’t that tell you something
Isn’t that everything?
How precious is love, any love to me
How precious is love, I’m talkin’ ‘bout any love
Of any degree
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