If I count the ways I love you

I'd run out of fingers to keep track

Even my toes couldn't keep up

And my brain would be useless

If I count the ways I love you

I'd have to use the stars

As a guide for numbers

If I count the ways I love you

There'd be more reasons

Than digits in pi

If I count the ways I love you

My heart would stop

Before I got to the last reason why

Because if I count the ways I love you

I'd eventually lose count