Theres a veranda,
Theres a garden,
Theres a sky,
Where stars always sigh,
And never cry,
The veranda is candlelit,
Like a French new wave film,
And the Moonlights on,
Thats what our love does,
And if one dreams really warm,
They'll stay cool through any storm,
You can feel the Spring roses,
When your love dances slowly,
Dreamy moonkissed shore,
Where lovers and drifters,
Uniquely caress, their cares undress,
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