By the lake with its warm air
You run your fingers thru’ my hair
Into each other’s eyes we quietly stare
A little kiss follows then and there
Love and tenderness simply flare
So joyful the moments we have to share
Sweethearts we are in this beautiful love affair
No one can dispute we are a most loving pair.
You run your fingers thru’ my hair
Into each other’s eyes we quietly stare
A little kiss follows then and there
Love and tenderness simply flare
So joyful the moments we have to share
Sweethearts we are in this beautiful love affair
No one can dispute we are a most loving pair.
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