Like a lover, the morning sun
Your smile is soft and drowsy
as you let it flail upon your face
I might be like the morning
Like a lover, the river wind
Sighs and ripples its fingers
Upon your cheek it lingers,
I might be like the river wind to you
How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights
Like a lover, the velvet moon
It's life arrives on tiptoe,
gently taking you in its embrace
I might be like the velvet moon to
How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bringing in to the endless days
Like a lover the velvet moon
Its light arrives on tiptoe
In its embrace, ah, how I dream
I might be like the velvet moon
I might be like the morning sun
I might be like a river wind
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