Dear, when you smiled at me, I heard a melody;
It haunted me from the start.
Something inside of me started a symphony.
Zing, went the strings of my heart.
‘Twas like a breath of spring.
I heard a robin sing about a nest set apart.
All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony.
Zing, went the strings of my heart.

Your eyes made skies seem blue again.
What else could I do again
But keep repeating through again “I love you, love you”?
I still recall the thrill; I guess I always will.
I hope ’twill never depart.
Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine,
Zing, went the strings of my heart.