With the slightest of smiles you’re defenseless
Disarmed by the blushing flirtation
You wonder where from they’ve arrived
To fill your heart with such elation
Steel yourself now if you can
For the edge is approaching quite fast
If you let yourself sail just beyond it
The hold of it’s destined to last
It’s the feeling of tumbling onto the grass
After spinning about in the clover
Of laughing and dancing so freely
You don’t hear the song is now over
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