Some people drink champagne out under the stars,
While others drink wine leaning over a bar,
But all that I need dear to make me feel fine,
Is to know that your love will forever be mine.
I'd give an ocean of diamonds, a world filled with flowers,
To hold you closely for just a few hours,
Hear you whisper softly that you love me too,
Would change all the dark clouds to bluest of blue.
I don't drink their champagne and I don't drink their wine,
But if you refuse me my poor heart will pine,
I'll be so lonely till the day that I die,
And as long as I live dear, you'll still hear me cry.
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