Who first made me believe that what I feel is what I feel and love's a thing that comes out of the blue? Whose eyes could make a vow. Without words would show me how to feel like I do now ... It was you It was you ... It was you No one else ... It was you I was living on the street, cold and dirty, drunk and beat, at a stage that I could get used to. Just waiting to be found on a patch of wasted ground? Who turned my life around? ... It was you It was you ... It was you No one else ... It was you There are people that I know who'll make any garden grow, make a speech and shed a tear for those they knew And for those that can't be saved there may be flowers on their grave so I thank the Lord he made someone like you Br. If I cry for a while Make me smile. You make me smile