You And Music - Donald Byrd

When you speak, a symphony begins

Melodies of a thousand violins

When you touch me baby,

My horn starts to play

To the beat of a soulful serenade.

Ooh, maestro, my heart sings along

Keeping time with each stroke of your baton.

Perfect rhythm, sweet harmony

Makes me want to dance

Makes me want romance

Puts me in a trance.

Baby, I hear music

You, you and music!