No New Year's day to celebrate,
No chocolate covered cAndy hearts
To give away,
No first of spring,
No song to sing,
In fact, here's just another
Ordinary day.
I just called to say I love you;
I just called to say how much I care;
I just called to say I love you,
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
No April rain,
No flowers' bloom,
No wedding Saturday
Within the month of June.
But what it is is
Something true
Made up of these three words
That I must say to you.
No summer's high, no warm july,
No harvest moon to light
One tender august night,
No autumn breeze,
No falling leaves,
Not even time for birds
To fly to southern skies.
No Libra sun, no Halloween,
No giving thanks
For all the Christmas joy you bring,
But what it is,
So old, so new,
To fill your heart
Like no three words could ever do.
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