Her eyes, beautiful and dark,
I take her hand, lead her through the park.
Along a path, through the trees,
I feel the cold, autumn breeze.
Everything slows down, as her other hand finds my cheek,
My eyes sparkle with love, my legs go weak.
Our lips press gently, the sun shines gold,
Drops of rain surround us, my heart is sold.
I take her hand, lead her through the park.
Along a path, through the trees,
I feel the cold, autumn breeze.
Everything slows down, as her other hand finds my cheek,
My eyes sparkle with love, my legs go weak.
Our lips press gently, the sun shines gold,
Drops of rain surround us, my heart is sold.
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