Is it the rain falling down, or the Sun burning my eyes?
Will it burn me to touch her?
And then again to touch the Sun.
My head is pounding. I continue to see the new rays of her round face.
Round and round, what does come around silently. Oh, my worries seem so very small.
Nothing can harm me at all
To think of somebody new,
I will never smile again, until I smile at you.
I saw you standing there in the afternoon.
Then we smiled at the Sunshine.
Hawaiian blues songs from guitar playing.
From me to you.
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