Younger Than Spring Time

It's sunny and bright all the day long

now I'm certain that you adore me,
down lover's lane, singing our song,
we meet in the early morning.
We stay awhile on the grass so green,
you tell me of love's old story,
you tell me over, and over again,
kisses are sweet in the early morning.
 

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