Lyrics The Things We Did Last Summer - Frank Sinatra, Nelson Riddle And His Orchestra

The Things We Did Last Summer

We kiss in a shadow,
We hide from the moon,
Our meetings are few,
And over too soon.
We speak in a whisper,
Afraid to be heard;
When people are near,
We speak not a word.
Alone in our secret,
Together we sigh,
For one smiling day to be free
To kiss in the sunlight
And say to the sky:
«behold and believe what you see!
Behold how my lover loves me!»
We speak in a whisper,
Afraid to be heard;
When people are near,
We speak not a word.
Alone in our secret,
Together we sigh,
For one smiling day to be free
To kiss in the sunlight
And say to the sky:
«Behold and believe what you see!
Behold how my lover loves me!»
To kiss in the sunlight
And say to the sky:
«behold and believe what you see!
Behold how my lover loves me!»