Thrilled by the beauty up above.
Thrilled by the beauty of our love.
Rest your head on my s houl – der a nd sleep.
Close your eyes, and I will close mine.
Let’s pretend t hat we’re both count – ing sheep.
Close your eyes — this is divine.
Something dreamy for dancing, while we’re ro – manc – ing,
And love will be our guide.
When you o – pen them, Dear, I’ll be near
So won’t you close your eyes?
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