Now The Memory
I’m dreaming of a warm summer evening,
Just like the ones so long ago.
Where gentle winds are blowing,
As we walked along the beach knowing,
This magic would last all summer long.
I’m dreaming of those mystical sunsets,
That seemed to light up the evening sky.
Two silhouettes strolling hand and hand in love were we,
Lost in the magic, the moment and after all this time the memory.
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