Why this feeling? Why this glow?
Why the thrill when you say hello?
It`s a strange and tender magic you do.
Mister Wonderful, that`s you.
Why this trembling when you speak?
Why this joy when you touch my cheek?
I must tell you what my heart knows is true.
Mister Wonderful, that`s you.
And why this longing to know your charms?
To spend forever here in your arms?
Oh, there`s much more I could say,
But the words keep slipping away,
And I`m left with one point of view.
Mister Wonderful, that`s you.