LOVE IS BLIND
I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves...
No age seemed the age of romance to itself.
For suddenly, I saw you there And through foggy London town The sun was shining everywhere...
Marriage is a romance in which the hero dies in the first chapter.
In bed my real love has always been the sleep that rescued me by allowing me to dream.
What's the difference between the music of my generation and today s. Our songs were about Love and Romance, today's music is chiefly about sex; which I might add gets a little boring.
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