First love came like rain in June
second one would crumble down,
and the girls that danced since then
their eyes will fade like misty winds,
but this One, she’s here to stay –
calls you ‘darling’ every day
can’t believe the dream is gone
and you are very much awake…
took her hand one night in Paris
you did help her find the way
kissing softly on your cheek
she did help you cross that bridge….
funny gifts and one pink tie
she brings sunshine on her skies
and you hold her dearly too
like a diamond ring or two…