swirling lollipops in the grasp of my lover's hand
the way you love so seductively your tongue should be labeled as contraband
as i sift my hand through your sunshine blonde hair like galling granules of sand
it is you who i cherish
you who i hold so dearly
you who i caress in the palm of my hand

travel to atlantic city
with you around the world my missy
for i know you would surely miss me
but in a crowd  you stnad out i could never miss thee

i love your smile i love your breath i love the way your dress connects
to my drifting hand and your nightingale lace
with you time stands still it's a never ending
race