Still Giddy

Can't believe I still get giddy
When I speak to you
My heart still always flutters
My insides turn to goo

Even when we're serious
Or you're in your teaching mode
I quiver because you're my man
I follow on the white horse you rode

You make me feel like a woman
Just by being the man you are
I love the way you treat me
I feel I'm the luckiest woman, by far