| By Jud Friedman, Allen Rich, James Newton-Howard |
| Are those your eyes? |
| Is that your smile? |
| I been looking at you for ever, |
| Yet I never saw you before. |
| Are these your hands? Holding mine? |
| Now I wonder how I could have been so blind. |
| And for the first time, I am looking in your eyes. |
| For the first time, I’m seeing who you are. |
| I can’t believe how much I see, |
| When you’re looking back at me. |
| Now I understand what love is, |
| Love is… |
| For the first time… |
| Can this be real? |
| Can this be true? |
| Am I the person I was this morning? |
| And are you the same you? |
| Its all so strange. |
| How can it be? |
| All along this love was right in front of me! |
| And for the first time, I am looking in your eyes. |
| For the first time, I am seeing who you are. |
| I can’t believe how much I see, |
| When you’re looking back at me. |
| Now I understand what love is… |
| Love is… |
| For the first time. |
| Such a long time ago, |
| I had given up on finding this emotion, |
| Ever again. |
| But you’re here with me now, |
| Yes I found you somehow, |
| And I’ve never been so sure. |
| For the first time, I am looking in your eyes, |
| For the first time, I’m seeing who you are, |
| Can’t believe how much I see, |
| When you’re looking back at me. |
| Now I understand what love is… |
| Love is… |
| For the first time. |
| For the first time. |