| I touch your hand and my arms grow strong
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| Like a pair of birds that burst with song
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| My eyes look down at your lovely face
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| And I hold the world in my embrace
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| Younger than springtime are you
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| Softer than starlight are you
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| Warmer than winds of June
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| Are the gentle lips you gave me
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| Gayer than laughter are you
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| Sweeter than music are you
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| Angel and lover, heaven and earth
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| Are you to me
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| And when your youth and joy invade my arms
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| And fill my heart, as now they do
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| Then younger than springtime am I
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| Gayer than laughter am I
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| Angl and lover, heaven and arth
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| Am I with you |