No cell phones or whips,
nor pagers to call.
Only the sound of exotic whispers
and the sight of us by a water fall.
Two kids in love thus my hearts
never been the same.
A wonderful sight unseen for
this I am the blame.
As I opened my eyes
I began to loose sight.
So I tell you I love you and
awake to consider my plight.
Written by: Brian Barnes
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