My love must be a kind of blind love I can't see anyone but you And dear, I wonder if you find love An optical illusion, too? Are the stars out tonight
Here we are as in olden days Happy golden days of yore Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on, our troubles will
They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away Then, with disillusion
Right as the rain That falls from above So real, so right is our love It came like the spring That breaks through the snow I can't say what it may bring
amber That September in the rain To every word of love I heard you whisper The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain Though spring is here to me
your smile When you have gone Will color all my dreams And light the dawn Look into my eyes, my love, and see All the lovely things, you are, to me
fly away. You let me fly so high. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly high against