Where is our summer warm and tender
Where is the moon in our night
Where is the snow in our winter
Not a single snowflake is insight
Where are your feelings warm and tender
Where are your kisses sweet and wild
You act as if you had a hidden agenda
I'm all at sea I'm all beguiled
What about the words you told me
You puzzle me it makes me sick
Go ahead ahead and fool me
Go ahead and do your trick
Where is that smile so warm and tender
The smile that swept me off my feet
And the nearness I remember
The hours that could make me lose the beat
What about the words you told me
You puzzle me it makes me sick
Go ahead ahead and fool me
Go ahead and do your trick
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