So I have under two minutes
to sing you this song
It's quite the challenge actually
because I've loved you so long
And I know I'm always right
and so you think I'm good with words
but I can hardly express how I feel
'cause words aren't why love is real

There was a message in a bottle
at the bottom of the sea
Somebody [?] scrap of paper accid-d-dentally
So their letter never made it to the lover they adore
I had to fish it from the ocean floor
and I know you won't believe me
but I swear to God it's [bad word] 
The letter said, "I love you, but I don't know why I do."

And that's exactly when it hit me:
that's exactly how I feel
'cause though my love is real,
I don't know why I love you, I just do

Now, I have under fifty seconds
to finish this song
It's still surprising people wonder how we lasted so long
Do you remember when we wed how everyone said it was wrong?
But really, who cares how they feel?
'Cause wise friends aren't why love is real
and I don't know why I love you, I just do

Now, there's a singer in New York
His name is Dave Decores [?]
and i stole a longer [?] verse from him
to make my [bad word] 
And i'd write it by myself,
except what can you do but steal
when what you want to say has already been written?

And this happens all the time
in books and songs that you can write [?]
He said the last one is a secret,
since for that one you'll get fined
I'm getting off the subject
but at least it's not a crime
But though my love is real
Oh, my love is real
I don't know why I love you I just do