Michael w. smith/ wayne kirkpatrick Jack is in the corner The dish is with the spoon The sheep is in the meadow The cow is on the moon But I am here with you and I believe Theres no other place Id rather be And a promise not to leave you Is a promise I can keep Youre my muse Youre my rhyme Youre the fire warming this heart of mine When you hear me say "i love you" Anna, do you know how much I do? So I watch you from a distance Getting lost within your world You pretend to be a princess As you flutter and you twirl Fragile as the flower in your hair Dancing in your castle, unaware That a single day without you Would be more than I could bear Little anna, little star That is what you really are Cross my heart and hope to die Youre the apple of my eye