Sweet scents of perfume, Spanish wine and you
Stolen moments so precious, so few
Did I really make love to you?
Promises we made
Will they quickly fade
Were they wishful dreams we made too late
But the moment I held you so close to me
Every fear was gone
And your touch was real
Love was complete
Is our love made of a memory
Or could it be just fantasy
Summer nights warm and filled with delight
I wait here for you, hoping you will appear
Gentle words echoing in my heart
As you whisper love into my ear
Promises we made
Will they quickly fade
Were they wishful dreams we made too late
But the moment I held you so close to me
Every fear was gone
And your touch was real
Love was complete
Is your love made of a memory
Or could it be just fantasy
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