The touch of your lips upon my brow,
Your lips that are cool and sweet,
Such tenderness lies in their soft caress,
My heart forgets to beat.
The touch of your hands upon my head,
The love in your eyes a-shine,
And now, at last, that moment divine,
(That look in your eyes)
The touch of your lips on mine
Your lips that are cool and sweet,
Such tenderness lies in their soft caress,
My heart forgets to beat.
The touch of your hands upon my head,
The love in your eyes a-shine,
And now, at last, that moment divine,
(That look in your eyes)
The touch of your lips on mine