You make me feel like flying all night
Like a tied yellow riboon at the end of a balloon.
You make me feel like an endless warm breeze
I'll worship you always, down on my elbows.
You make me feel like a brand new spring morn.
As gold as Gabriel's wings, as he plays his banjo.
You make me feel as if there is no tomorrow.
There is just here and now; no heartache or reflux
disease.
And I will always remember the day we first met.
Me soon calling you dearest, you calling me your
precious cargo.
For as long as I live, you will stay in my heart.
Hoping we will stay together and never will find
other people.
