Sweet Michele
(Alan H.)
If I'm walking ...
By the sea ...
I've been known for dreaming, you see ...
Of you and me;
My eyes are like a fountain ...
You can drink and thirst no more ...
Your father was a mountain ...
Your mother a sea, I'm sure.
Sweet Michele ...
You're like an open door.
Like a rustle in the air ...
Light as a diamond sky ...
Your love can meet me everywhere ...
I never need to wonder ... why.
Sweet Michele:
An arrow I lost in the sky.
Sweet Michele ...
Why does this dreamer aim so high?
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