Baby, each time I think of you, suddenly there's only the
moon and the stars and the cool breeze of the night - or else, there's
only the soft sunshine with a few strands of clouds against the
beautiful blue - and then, there's just you and me in a world I feel is
just that - just you and me and nothing else except this lovely feeling of your love for me that makes
me love you back in a passionately intense way I can't explain - so unexplainable but so much joy
and happiness it fills me with that I wonder if this is truly real. My love, please tell me, is this real?
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