Here I thought I might never see her again.
Then I got a lipstick kiss postcard from Istanbul.
What can I do but throw one back to the wind.
The moon’s laughing at me. I’m such a fool.
-CHORUS
I’m in love. So easy when it’s a world away.
What I imagine she’ll do. What I imagine she’ll say. Someday.
She gave me the feather I’m wearing up in my hat.
I remember her flying and falling right in my lap.
I close my eyes and I can hear her laugh.
I remember her tears from that last night we had and
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Here’s to hoping we do it again someday.
That wasn’t just bumping uglies or a roll in the hay.
That wasn’t just knocking boots or getting laid.
No baby, that was love we made.
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