(Backing vocals) Harmonies, harmonies, harmonies, harmonic harmonies,
(Sing - Verse) Harmonies, harmonic harmonies, that's what comes through Im with you. Yes, that's the truth Im totally in harmony you.
Whether it's a four-four jazz swing or a waltz in three-four its a perfect syncopation that keeps us as one. Wooh, you make your music sublime a in two-four time moving my emotions they go from the minor to major. a natural like two whole chords not a second, third or discord, but a unison of equal measures and pleasures. Modulating on the same beat and our movements are a suite as we change our and keys so smoothly, so simply.
(Chorus) Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my supremely. My world's a theme a lullaby of sweet dreams you orchestrate all my completely. Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely each endless concord of sounds you make they just go round; your melodies oh, they never leave me.
(Verse) Youre the rhythm and the right pitch. Youre the sharp and flat girl, it. Youre the note on every staff and space of my life. Like the colors of a bassoon serenading with its sweet swoon youre the rhapsody that moves and me perfectly. I don't need no music teacher showin' me how to play to keep her, 'cause the music that we make is noted. From the C right to the G simple musicology we were meant to be in harmony in every degree. (Chorus) Music of my life, yes you are wooh, of my life supremely. My world's a symphonic theme a lullaby of sweet you all my life completely. Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my supremely. Each endless concord of that you make they just go round; your melodies oh, they never leave me.
(Chorus) Music of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my supremely. Each endless concord of that you make they just go round; your melodies oh, they never leave me. of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely. My world's a symphonic theme a lullaby of dreams you orchestrate all my completely. of my life, yes you are wooh, composer of my life supremely. Each endless concord of that you make they just go round; your melodies oh, they never leave me. of my life!