Song Length |
2:04 |
Genre |
Jazz - Lounge |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Era |
1940 - 1949 |
Lyrics
Our love?s on the rocks
Oh, how I wish I could turn back the clocks
I?m on a mission to capture the feeling
Of rapturous healing
Once in a run of sheer bliss:
That moment of our first kiss
It?s one sad affair
Are we so tired we no longer care?
Our burning fire?s a scant teasing ember
But can?t we remember
The flames that would crackle and hiss?
That moment of our first kiss
One oddly hot October night
Okay, well, not a sober night
Your lips sent an inviting plead
And mine R.S.V.P?ed!
It comes down to this:
Our days in clover began with that kiss
So let?s start over; the cold honest fact is
We both gotta practice
Till we no longer suffer or miss
That copacetic second
Your gorgeous eyes just beckoned
And sparkled like a sweet piano gliss
That moment of our first kiss