| We strolled through fields
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| All wet with rain
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| Back along the lane again
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| There in the sunshine
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| Of sweet summertime
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| The way, young lovers do
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| Kissed you on the lips once more
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| Said goodbye to your front door
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| In the nighttime
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| Lord it’s the right time
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| To feel the way, young lovers do
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| Then we sat on our own star
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| And dreamed of the way that we were
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| And the way that we wanted to be
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| Then we sat on our own star
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| And dreamed of the way
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| I was for you and you were for me
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| Then we loved to dance the night away
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| Turning to each other saying
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| I love you, baby i love you
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| The way, young lovers do
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| Then we sat on our own star
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| And dreamed of the way that we were
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| And the way that we wanted to be
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| Then we sat on our own star
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| And dreamed of the way
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| I was for you and you were for me
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| Then we loved to dance the night away
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| Turning to each other saying
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| I love you, baby i love you
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| The way, young lovers do
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| Lovers do, lovers do, do. |