What Makes Me Love Him
Sarah Brightman Lyrics


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What makes me love him? It's not his singing
I've heard his singing, it sours the milk
And yet, it's gotten to the point
Where I prefer that kind of milk

What makes me love him? It's not his learning
He's learned so slowly his whole life long
And though he really knows a multitude of things
They're mostly wrong

He's not romantic and yet I love him
No one occasion he's used me ill
And though he's handsome, I know inside me
Were he a plain man, I'd love him still

What makes me love him? It's quite beyond me
It must be something I can't define




Unless it's merely that he's masculine
And that he's mine

Overall Meaning

In Sarah Brightman's song "What Makes Me Love Him," the singer is reflecting on the qualities that make her love a man despite his shortcomings. The song suggests that love is not always rational or logical, but rather an intangible feeling that is difficult to explain or define. The singer notes that it's not his singing that she loves, as it actually ruins the milk, but somehow she has grown to prefer that kind of milk. Similarly, she admits that he is not particularly learned, and what he does know is mostly wrong. Yet, his lack of knowledge has not diminished her love for him.


The singer also acknowledges that he is not a typically romantic man, but he has never mistreated her. Even though he is handsome, she knows that if he were plain, she would still love him. The song's final verse, "What makes me love him? It's quite beyond me, It must be something I can't define, Unless it's merely that he's masculine, And that he's mine," suggests that perhaps the love she feels is a combination of the man's masculinity and the fact that he belongs to her.


Line by Line Meaning

What makes me love him? It's not his singing
Despite his lacklustre singing, I have developed a fondness for it


I've heard his singing, it sours the milk
His singing is unpleasant and ruins the mood


And yet, it's gotten to the point Where I prefer that kind of milk
Despite its sourness, I have grown accustomed to and even enjoy it now


What makes me love him? It's not his learning
His slow pace of learning is not what endures him to me


He's learned so slowly his whole life long And though he really knows a multitude of things They're mostly wrong
Although he knows many things, his grasp on them is weak and inaccurate


He's not romantic and yet I love him No one occasion he's used me ill
He may not be traditionally romantic, but his kindness and lack of ill-use endears him to me


And though he's handsome, I know inside me Were he a plain man, I'd love him still
Even if he was not conventionally attractive, my feelings for him would remain the same


What makes me love him? It's quite beyond me It must be something I can't define
The true reason why I love him eludes me; perhaps it's something I cannot put into words


Unless it's merely that he's masculine And that he's mine
Perhaps my love for him stems from his masculinity and the fact that he belongs to me




Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC
Written by: J. BOCK, S. HARNICK

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