Darren Melrose:
Hey there pretty girl can I kiss you?
Darren Melrose:
Tall and tan and young and lovely
Darren Melrose:
There's something in the way she moves
Darren Melrose:
Every time I think about back home
Darren Melrose:
I see the crystal raindrops fall
Darren Melrose:
I hear a wind
Darren Melrose:
Long ago we laughed at shadows
Darren Melrose:
What makes them sparkle?