(Leon Payne)      (I love you for a hundred thousand reasons)   (But most of all I love you 'cause you're you.)      Why do I love you? I love you not only for what you are   But for what I am when I'm with you   I love you not only for what you've made of yourself   But for what you're making of me.      And why do I love you? I love you because you're helping me   To build from the lumber of my life, not a tavern but a temple   From the words of my every day, not a reproach but a song   (I love you because you understand dear)   (But most of all I love you 'cause you're you.)      I love you for ignorin' the possibilities of a fool in me   And for laying firm hold on the possibilities of a good in me   I love you because you've done more   Than any creed to make me happy      And you've done it without a word.   And you've done it without a touch   Without even a sign you've done it just by being yourself   (But most of all I love you 'cause you're you.)      Perhaps after all that's what love really is...