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MICHAEL FRANKS lyrics : "Vivaldi's Song"

Lady, when you love me
I feel home, sweet home
Inside of your sublime

This garden's, sure to grow
You know our love,
Is just like summertime


Parrots eyed the fruit
And we make love

Between the harpsichords and lutes
Our green limbs intertwine
You know our love,

Is just like summertime

Our souls collide

We slip and slide
We feel no pain
And with our lives

Locked together

We weather the wind and rain

We grow the farm
We're safe from harm
Inside this circle of summertime

Both of us know is our Love

Lovers from the past

With poison smiles
All pray, our love will never last
But we are trees not vines,

You know our love
Is just like summertime


As the song begins
These shipwrecks fade
Behind a wave of violins

Vivaldi, made us rhyme
You know our love
Is just like summertime

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