In the still of the night as I gaze out of

What can I do to prove it to you that I'm

Speak low, when you speak loveOur summer day withers away too

Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for youBe

Writer(s): RaposoHere's to the winners, lift up the glassesHere's to the

Love is lovelier the second time aroundJust as wonderful with both

Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up, soon he

You must remember thisA kiss is still a kissA sigh is

She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

I hear music when I look at youA beautiful theme of

lived our little drama, we kissed in a field

Rain falling from the skiesLike lonely tears through misty eyesRain streaming

I must confess what you say is trueI had a rendez-vous

Empty rooms behind me, no more nights aloneA table and some

is no great big endingNo sunset in the skyThere

bucks in the hot sunI fought the Jews and uh

Summer, you old Indian SummerYou're the tear that comes after June-time's

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

Step right up and step insideYou ain't seen nothing yetLife's a

I know I said that I was leavingBut I just couldn't