The sun's setting, we sit watching,
the golden rays, falling, your face glowing,
it's not a dream, but so it seems...
when you turn, smile, and stir my soul...
We keep walking, keep gazing,
our eyes do the talking, you keep hiding,
behind moonbeams, you don't seem real,
when you run, for awhile, and stir my soul...
Beside me, you sit, my heart's lit,
talk till the end, lend me your hand,
script another story, pretty lady, for
when you dance, you stir my soul...
