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In The Air
 





LOVE, that sweet platform where dreams are laid,
IS alluring; but oh so elusive.
IN oft' too much haste, romantic plans are made,
THE outcomes can be inconclusive.
AIR, filled with birds and bees and flowers,
EVERYWHERE we look, love is a-humming.
I hold your hand, we while away the hours,
LOOK, the air guitars romantic, strumming.
AROUND, around, I'm dizzy with your charm,
LOVE has struck the deepest chord within.
IS it a dream or is that the fire alarm ?
IN the nicest way, my head's in a tailspin.
THE cooing of a courting turtle dove,
AIR holds the essence of our new-found love.




Song Lyrics: Harrison Craig




The artist, John Paul Young is an Aussie.

By cherryk

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