I'm so glad that you know
There's the same mist here as in London
So please rather turn down the tape recorder
Indeed we could lie
Somewhere on a meadow
I could be kissing your eyes
And the freckles on your face
I'm so glad that you know
There's the same mist here as in London
So please (so please) rather turn down the tape recorder
Indeed we could lie
Somewhere on a meadow
I could be kissing your eyes
And the freckles on your face
Down on a meadow of flowers
Or in a tower over this grey town
Just fall into my hands
Shought I never knew
If you could say the same
You could say the same
(But you would say - the same)
Indeed we could lie
Somewhere on a meadow
I could be kissing your eyes
And the freckles on your face
And the freckles on your face
And the freckles on your face
And the freckles on your face
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