In your eyes today;
The flowers blooming in your smile;
The wind and sun
Are in the words you say;
Where might your lonesome lover be?
Birds may be singing
In my eyes this day;
Sweet flowers may blossom when I smile;
My soul is stormy
And my heart blows wild;
My sweet heart rides a ship at sea.
The birds are singing In your eyes today; The flowers blooming in your smile; The wind and sun Are in the words you say; Where might your lonesome lover be? Birds may be singing In my eyes this day; Sweet flowers may blossom when I smile; My soul is stormy And my heart blows wild; My sweet heart rides a ship at sea. Explain Request ×
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