Horace, Horace Vandergelder   Mrs. Horace Vandergelder   Just leave everything to me   Though it won't be like the first time   How can it be like the first time?   But why does it have to be?      Don't look for shooting stars   For love is only love   You touch and   Still you touch the ground   Don't listen for those bells   For love is only love      And if it's love you've found   Your heart won't hear a sound   And when you hold his hand   You only hold his hand      The violins are all a bluff   But if you're really wise   The silence of his eyes   Will tell you   Love is only love   And it's wonderful enough      Without the shooting star   Without the sounds of bells   Without the violins   Love is wonderful enough