Feel the winter breeze as it whispers to, the pine trees
Feel the fire as it glows, this is our home, for tonight
See the stars, as they fly by, see the moon, guiding them
Can you feel, the warmth of our fire, can you see the stars, fly by

It will be cold tonight, the mist is falling down on our hearts
We, need to be close, and feel the warmth of the stars that fly
As they place their kiss, upon the moon's lips, see her Blush
Now, hold me tight, the moon soon, will tire, of making love

Just hold me tight, as we watch the stars fly, into the moon's heart
Hold me close, feel the warmth of our fire, as the stars, fly overhead
See all the sparks of passion as the moon makes love, to the stars above
Soon, she will be smiling, as we feel the morning, sunshine above
"See, The Moon, Making Love"

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