featuring Dori Caymmi Like a lover, the morning sun Slowly rises and kisses you awake Your smile is soft and drowsy As you let it play upon your face Oh, how I dream I might be like the morning sun to you Like a lover, the river wind Sighs and ripples its fingers through your hair Upon your cheek, it lingers Never having known a sweeter place Oh, how I dream I might be like the river wind to you How I envy a cup that knows your lips Let it be me, my love And a table that feels your fingertips Let it be me
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