Like a Lover
Like a lover, the morning sun
Slowly rises and kisses you awake
Your smile is soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon your face
Oh, how I dream, I could be like the morning sun to you
Like a lover, the river wind
Sighs and ripples its fingers through your hair
Upon your cheek it lingers
Never having known a sweeter place
Oh, how I dream, I might be like the river wind to you
How I envy a cup that nears your lips
Let it be me, my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights
Without you
Like a lover, the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Its light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace
Oh, how I dream, I might be like the velvet moon to you
How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me, my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights
Without you
Like a lover, the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Its light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace
Oh, how I dream, I might be like the velvet moon to you
I might be like the velvet moon to you
I might be like the velvet moon to you
Slowly rises and kisses you awake
Your smile is soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon your face
Oh, how I dream, I could be like the morning sun to you
Like a lover, the river wind
Sighs and ripples its fingers through your hair
Upon your cheek it lingers
Never having known a sweeter place
Oh, how I dream, I might be like the river wind to you
How I envy a cup that nears your lips
Let it be me, my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights
Without you
Like a lover, the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Its light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace
Oh, how I dream, I might be like the velvet moon to you
How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me, my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights
Without you
Like a lover, the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Its light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace
Oh, how I dream, I might be like the velvet moon to you
I might be like the velvet moon to you
I might be like the velvet moon to you
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Bergman, Marilyn Bergman, Dorival Tostes Caymmi, Nelson Motta
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Summer Me, Winter Me (Deluxe Edition)
- The Summer We Crossed Europe In The Rain (The Kazuo Ishiguro / Jim Tomlinson Songbook)
- Summer Me, Winter Me
- Postcard Lovers
- If You Go Away / Ne me quitte pas
- Under Paris Skies
- Songs From Other Places (Special Edition) [feat. Art Hirahara]
- Songs From Other Places (Special Edition)
- Songs From Other Places (feat. Art Hirahara)
- Blackbird
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