That the touch of a lover's hand
Is bliss beyond compare
And stardust Paints the nighttime air
…when one is young… memories........ a time comes when we begin to think that all the excitement of love is a memory alone.. thank u. tony
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That the touch of a lover's hand Is bliss beyond compare And stardust Paints the nighttime air …when one is young… memories........ a time comes when we begin to think that all the excitement of love is a memory alone.. thank u. tony