Tape Five A Bossa Love
dada...
A moonlight Serenade starts playing in my head,
the beauty of creation passing by.
A sentimental journey with the sunshine in my hand,
wonderful reflections in your eyes.
dada...
Dance with me - till we hear that distant melody,
a carnival of colours fading in.
That special vis-a-vis in a seaside restaurant,
and tonight - I'm flying high.
dada...
