We strolled threw the streets of Paris
Hands entwined and never apart.
Smiling Happily like young couples in love
We strolled threw the gardens,
Then kissed in the moonlight,
And hugged with the bright lights.
You held me close as we danced,
Under the starts,
and threw the allyways.
Our love was like a symphony,
Controlled by Musicians,
And we were the Musicians.
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