I hold your hand in public you pull away Is It Love? I try to kiss you in public you look the other way You say to me I must keep my distance we just friends ...
Row Row my boat down the river stream Row it again I find myself in a dream As you appear as the angel of my dreams And suddenly I get weak to my knees ...
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