Everything is set, skies are blue,. Can't believe it yet, but it's true,. I'll give you just one guess,. My sweet Lorraine said "yes". Waiting for the time, soon to be,.
Symphony. Symphony of love. Music from above. How does it start?. . You walk in. And the song begins. Singing violins start in my heart. . Then you speak.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart.