If I'm walking ...
By the sea ...
I've been known for dreaming, you see ...
Of you and me;

My eyes are like a fountain ...
You can drink and thirst no more ...
Your father was a mountain ...
Your mother a sea, I'm sure.

Sweet Michele ...
You're like an open door.

Like a rustle in the air ...
Light as a diamond sky ...
Your love can meet me everywhere ...
I never need to wonder ... why.

Sweet Michele:
An arrow I lost in the sky.
Sweet Michele ...
Why does this dreamer aim so high?

© 1984 by Alan Horvath | BMI | All Rights Reserved

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