Cliff Richard - visions
Visions of you in shades of blue Smoking, shifting, lazily drifting My darling, I miss you so
Time goes by, no wonder my senses go reeling Your eyes so appealing I see the whole night through
When will we meet again? When, when, when When we meet again? When, when, when
I remember the days, beautiful days tenderly gleaming My whole life seeming to start and end with you
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