Like the bristles through your hair, the memory's flowing through the air,
Now comes a time to reminisce excitement of the virgin kiss.

You were so hard to find; the words to a rhyme,
Just in the nick of time - a vision, a sign,
And you were so easy to love,
You were a gift sent down from above.

You ask me to produce a list of reasons why I can't resist,
The pictures point toward the truth, the feelings paint the final clue.

You were the one so fine, fixed in my mind,
Put my thoughts in rewind, and there I would find that you were so easy to love,
Promise of hope, sent back by a dove,
And you were so easy to love.

Do, do, do it.

And you were so easy to love,
You were a gift sent down from above.
And you were so easy to love.

Oh, yeah.