Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fine, Fine Day , by - Roberta Flack. Song from the album Blue Lights in the Basement, in the genre ПопRelease date: 16.08.1990
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Fine, Fine Day |
| When his shirt that hangs inside my closet door |
| Makes me smile and feel his warmth surround me |
| And his footsteps in the hall can start me soaring |
| I think it’s getting heavy, think they call it love |
| When I see his sleeping head so close to me at night |
| And a wave of tender feeling rushes through me |
| And it’s only him I wanna see come morning light |
| I think it’s getting heavy, think they call it love |
| It’s a fine, fine day |
| When a love like yours comes my way |
| It’s a fine, fine day |
| Living here with you |
| Me and you |
| When he smiles at me and in his eyes he shows |
| That I’m being loved down to my very toes |
| And I don’t mind if everybody knows |
| I think it’s getting heavy, think they call it love |
| It’s a fine, fine day |
| When a love like yours comes my way |
| It’s a fine, fine day |
| Share a life with you |
| Me and you |
| I think they call it love |
| (Fine, fine day) |
| I think they call it love |
| (Fine, fine day) |
| I think they call it love |
| (Fine, fine day) |
| I think they call it love |
| (Fine, fine day) |