| "Lips To My Lips" | |
| Finally the sun Reaches the ground and the day is done The moon rises young And bright enough to see everyone Who's that you're callin' With blue jeans on and the fall leaves fallin' Down the street you come my way I can see your sway Hey hey hey... Why don't you put your lips to my lips Put your hands on my hips Put your arm around my waist Give me love that I can taste When you see the moon Does it remind you of a silver room? Old banjo tunes The Yukon sky is now in ruins On a golden plain I came very close to going insane Hey hey hey... Why don't you put your lips to my lips Put your hands on my hips Put your arm around my waist And give me love that I can taste On a midnight train On a golden plain In the wind and the rain On a midnight train All this holy holy holy love All this magic winter summer sun |
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