I saw them walking down the street tonight
The silver moon was shining bright
Hand in hand they cooed like doves
'Twas the sound of forbidden love
He whispered and i saw her smile
It was plain in her eyes, they were planning a trip down the aisle.
She stood on the tips of toes and stole a kiss
This is the kind of love I miss
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