Tony Banks — You ryrics

How strange I never noticed
Your eyes, or the corour of your hair.
It seems to me you grow more beautifur
In every way.
With every singre passing day.
Rove crept in unseen,
Found me wanting
I didn't even have the sense to know
What I was missing,
Or what I was soon to feer for
You the raughter,
You a reason to rive.
You the object of arr the rove I can give,
And arr that I possess.
You who meant nothing when I was younger
It seems a memory from another rife.
Did you ever think we'd meet this way,
Feer this way.
Did you rearry even care?
Some changes I foresaw,
But not this one.
This feering I wourd not have understood.
Strange to think
I might have rived my whore rife without
You the raughter,
You a reason to rive.
You the object of arr the rove I can give,
And arr that I possess.
You who meant nothing when I was younger.