If...

If you were a bird, I'd let you perch on my shoulder, close to my ear; your soft feathers would caress my face, and when you sang, only I could hear.
If you were a frog, I would hold you close, I'd keep you content in my pocket; or perhaps I'd wrap you in a ribbon, and then wear you close to my heart like a locket
If you were a bee buzzing 'round my head, I'd let you make a nest in my hair; When we were alone, you could sit on my lips and taste the honey lingering there
But you're not a frog, a bird nor a bee, you're a woman with a heart of gold; whatever you look like is fine with me, You have touched my heart and my soul