While the music’s still playing.
While the lights still dance
And there’s the thrill of romance
In the warm summer air.
While the sway of the palm trees
And the whisper of the waves
Can carry you away to long-ago days.
Close your eyes
The memories will take you there.
All I ask is
If you think of me;
You remember me there.
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