Author: Joyce Hemsley
Meet me tonight dear,
'neath the galaxy so bright,
summer nights are here;
we could fill each hour with bliss,
on an evening such as this.
I am thinking of you.
Praising you, I must,
you're the only man I trust,
simply set on you!
Ever since we met my love my heart
has risen above,
I am thinking of you.
Ah! the song you sing,
and the mystery you bring,
I love everything,
for my soul has taken wing,
like the skylark in the spring.
I am thinking of you.
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