| The day’s been hot and sunny
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| Evening’s about to take control
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| The sky is painting pictures
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| Stirring up love bliss in our souls
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| The breeze carries the fragrance
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| Of the sweetest symphony as it blows through your hair
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| Better can be nowhere
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| Our voices turn to whispers
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| Blending with rhythms of the night
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| The nightingales sing a love song
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| Glancing down at us in their flight
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| The moisture brings forth magic
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| That permeates the midnight air
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| To kiss the love we share, are
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| Raindrops, passionate raindrops
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| The kind of rain that writes they’re
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| So in love on our skin
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| Raindrops, that we hope won’t stop
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| Cooling the red hot love that we are making
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| Raindrops, passionate raindrops
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| That brings out all the fire that we have within
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| Raindrops cover every spot
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| Right to the last drop
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| We want all of you and then
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| Let each drop a rain be a lifetime that our love won’t end
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| Somewhere in our doing
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| Trying to make our bodies one
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| We fall prey to moon dreams
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| Till awaken by the morning sun
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| Still disorientated
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| I feel something warm on my face
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| Coupled by your embrace
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| We gaze in awe and wonder
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| As if we can’t believe it’s so
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| Just that taste of heaven
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| Has got us longing for much more
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| We lie there impatient
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| Anxiously waiting foe the sun to go in
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| And the clouds to burst again, to give us |