I never cared much for moonlit skies,
Never winked back at fireflies,
But now that the stars are in your eyes,
I'm beginning to see the light.
I never went in for afterglow,
Candle light on the Mistletoe,
But when you turn the lamp down low,
I'm beginning to see the light.
I used to ramble through the park,
Shadow boxing in the dark,
Then you came and caused a spark,
Thats a four-alarm fire now.
I never made love by lantern shine,
I never saw rainbows in my wine,
But now that your lips are burning mine,
I'm beginning to see the light.
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