For my sweetie, who told me her toes would curl sometimes in our early dating - a sort of 'tell' about nervous excitement. She had a similar effect on me. Still does.
Lyrics
You knocked me from my place
My thoughts all fled wild eyed
Butterflies beat my insides
Oh now I've lost my ba-a-lance
I'm a captive of your face
Imprisoned with the door wide open
Wide open.
[verse 2]
How can you be so many
Dreams and hopes come true.
Look in your eyes and I capsize
Again I've lost my ba-a-lance
I'm enchanted by your face
Encircled with the door wide open
Wide open
[break]
The years, they come and Go
Oh and I have come to know
you are my home
[verse 3]
In all these years I've grown
accustomed to the motion
my small boat upon your ocean
together now we dance
I still love to watch your face
We keep a home with doors wide open
Wide open