The Glory Of

Babies in the backyard

And made-up languages

Ooh, the glory of

Leap like a lemur hurrying back to you

Ooh, the glory of my love for you

Comes rushing back to me

As I'm rushing back to you, to you, you, you

The glory of

Babies in the backyard

And made-up languages

Ooh, the glory of

Running on my feet and planes and cars

Trying to get you, ooh the glory of your face

Pulling me back to you

And pushing me back to you, to you, ooh

Ooh, the glory of

Ooh, the glory of

Ooh, the glory of

Ooh, the glory of