Lingering in the soft midnight breeze
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 to late
But that 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
Summer nights
Warm and filled with delight
I wait here for you
Hoping you will appear
Gentle words, echo in my heart
As you whisper love into my ear
Promises we made
Will they quickly fade
Were they wishful dreams
We made to late
But that 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