What More Can I Say

It's been hot, also very sweet
And I'm not usually so indiscreet
But when he sparkles
the earth begins to sway
What more can I say?
How can I express
How confused am I by our happiness？
I can't eat breakfast
I can not tie my shoe
What more can I do?
If I say I love him
you might think my words come cheap
Let's just say I'm glad he's mine, awake, asleep
It's been hot, also it's been swell
More than not
it's been more than words can tell
I halt, I stammer, I sing a rondelay
What more can I say?
I'll stay calm, untie my tongue
And try to stay both kind and young
I was taught never brag or shout
Still it's hot, just like how you read about
And also caring and never too uncouth
That's the simple truth
Can you tell I have been revised?
It's so swell, damn it, even I'm surprised
We laugh, we fumble
we take it day by day
What more can I say?